Nov. 2, 2013


by William McKenzie (author's profile)



It's a dead man's party
Leave your bodies at the door
In here the only need for them will be
No more
After the many years now, my soul's so dead
Waking up each morning in this cell, I awake with
My family has all but moved on and on
I feel like I'm just the system's pawn
They not only stolen what I once had
Now they're making sure my family
Remains sad
There's no such thing as rehabilitation
In the Texas prison system, it's constant
While Texas gets ready to execute one
I wonder just how lucky he is
By getting close to the door
How many more days will they tear at
My spirit
When then will I just roll over and say
"...I quit!"



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