Do you swear by God to tell the truth
Or plead you innocence in your youth?
Look and listen, learn your lesson
Speak the truth in your confession!
Were the cries you caused predicted?
Do you feel the pain inflicted?
I must know if you undertsand
That's blood that's wet upon your hands?
Or could you look at them and tell
You 'loved' the one you put through hell?
That you thought the life she lived each day
Was up to you to take away
No guilt yet? Well, watch this space
And with that said, I rest my case.
way to go on the reality terri, a terrific poem! interesting the subject and you aproched it well. one of your best.
WOW! i like lots!