Capital Punishment
Watch caught dead man walking
hung upon an instant sudden
unsolicited crime forfeited passion.
Cannot escape sight hooked pain
the loneliness the reverence driftwood
carried by high-heeled humanity.
Love hung upon a dew mist shroud
a forfeited unfulfilled red flower
like ankle chains hobbling cast out eternity.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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