Last night I watched a man have his throat cut. <br />I know not what was his crime or error. <br />I know only of the terrible screams, <br />and the awful moans of pain and panic. <br />I am ignorant of any offense <br />of which this man may have been found guilty. <br />I know only of the brutality <br />of the men that, in the name of justice, <br />committed this act of foul savagery. <br /> <br />I wondered secretly: “had this poor man, <br />his throat wide open and spilling his blood <br />across the accursed and unhallowed floor, <br />truly lived his life by the sword? ” - or was - <br />this just another example of our <br />impious thirst for erroneous law? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright (C) MMIV (2004)<br /><br />Derek R. Audette<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-execution-of-an-ambiguous-enemy/
