Set~Up #OpenLinkNight @dVersePoets

The simplest plans are always the sweetest
no need to complicate
some DNA upon the plate
and the clock set just so...

there you go.

Escape through the night to the dawn
Where nightmares evaporate
Alibi's tight, not second rate
He will go down with the sun

it was his gun.

Broken and lifeless, bled-out
Her body sticks to the floor
In view of open door
yet her spirit lingers

seeking trigger finger

Spinning lights and sirens scream
Neighbors talk
while strangers gawk
His tears prove he was not the one

to shoot the gun

Seeking strangers on quiet streets
Things like this don't happen here
A community entrenched in fear
Citizens on patrol

Control

Laid to rest, he roams free
A stranger placed where he should be
because of hair, a print, a mask
but it was not he who did the task

justice must move fast

A trial now, a jury box
the court room packed yet still
nosy neighbors seeking thrill
Seen on TV

Believe you me

Flat-out lies and parlour tricks
A Sheriff needs to win
never mind who really sinned
His town needs to be let go

Of this media driven circus show

So the verdict is passed down
based on a faulty alibi
an innocent man has been sent to die
but he get's a chance at appeal

how does that make you feel?

Set-up, hung-out to dry
while husband mourns, eating casserole
rid of the woman that slowed his roll
and nagged him half to death

He had to steal her breath

In order to breathe his own.


I visited John Mountain over at Written in Blood today, an awesome little horror movie review site, and he asked about the death penalty and whether or not we agree with it...rather than leaving a huge rant on his space, I decided to use the question as inspiration for OpenLinkNight....I DON'T agree with the death penalty...surprise! Not only do we have too much proof that our justice systems fail...I also don't think we win by turning into the monsters we try to protect each other from. Hope you'll consider joining in over at dVerse, where the magic of @Hedge_Witch will be getting the party underway at 3pmEST.

Comments

Chasing Tao said…
Hey yah Natasha! This one's simply loaded with all sorts of good thoughts!

"The simplest plans are always the sweetest no need to complicate
some DNA upon the plate..."

Gotta love it!

Hopefully, one day we shall evolve more as a species so the things you wrote about will be a nightmare from the past!

Roger
Pat Hatt said…
Yeah throw them in a deep dark hole
And be done with them is a better goal
As our justice system is crap
And they always try to frame some poor sap
So the innocent would get taken down
Thanks to the so called justice of the crown.
Timoteo said…
Nice work! Makes you wonder why people are so stupid that they can't just get a divorce if they are sick of one another.
Claudia said…
you chose no easy topic tash...so many open questions.. that last lines are the toughest...stealing her breath in order to be able to breathe his own..this is terribly sad
Susan Daniels said…
Wow, Tash--he had to steal her breath. Intense.
Loved this.
Mary said…
So very true. Things like this happen more often than people know, I think. The one decreed to be the guilty party isn't. What kind of justice is served?
steveroni said…
I LOVE a good murder--so long as it's not real. But this sounds like it might have happened (they happen daily--many--more EVER than those killed in battle.)

Whoever begins to read this short story-rhyme, it is guaranteed they will not stop until the end.

THE END!
THANKS, Nataha
PEACE!
Steve E
Anonymous said…
Good write on a hard topic. I like the single-lines scattered throughout. They create an intense pause in the reading. A chance to catch breath.
Anonymous said…
Great poem, you really tackled this topic well. You gave a great narrative that leaves you with something to think about...
Anonymous said…
This hit close to home as I sat on a first degree murder trial jury 16 years ago. Thankfully they did not seek the death penalty in that case (he was sentenced to life in prison) so I do not have his death on my conscience. Great work!
An excellent poem. It's so real that, until I read your explanation, I thought you were recounting an actual incident that happened in your own neighourhood.
Brian Miller said…
def a big question...i used to be for it...i think my views have changed a bit since then...i think first we have to realise it is not a deterent...it is a punishment...there are no stats that say using it cuts the murder rate...really like how you progressed through the story....some tough calls to make...
mrs mediocrity said…
Oh, that is a killer ending, oops, no pun intended...

really well done, the story unfolds through a gamut of emotion and horror.

i was struck by how often this story unfolds, for real, in our news stream.

Bodhirose said…
No, I don't believe in the death penalty because there have been so many people found innocent on death row! It's ridiculous...the "justice" system is flawed...we can't count on it...and the people working it to always do what's right.

I like this powerful write about what happens all too many times...people get away with murder. And people who don't do the crimes are sitting in cells...
Wow, this is a real tour de force. It was a very enjoyable read - such technique, such storytelling! Loved it.
Anonymous said…
Oh dear! Great story - musical as well as vivid. Thanks. k.
Alex Dissing said…
This was easy to read. You took the story from place to place at just the right pace.
Preaching to the converted here. :) This problem arises whenever anyone assumes the right to decide on the life or death of another. All who decide on death are murderers, no matter the label (war) applied. Good work.
Victoria said…
Such a sad story. Nicely written, Tash.
Wander said…
There sits in prison a man named Ward Weaver ...he lived about a mile and a half from me. About 9 years ago he raped and murdered two little girls. The first he dumped oneunder a cement slab behind his house, the other he stuffed in a barrel and hid it in his shed. I for one believe in the death penalty...every time I drive past the vacant lot where his home was I wish the state would have given him the death penalty.
Rest in peace Ashley and Miranda
Beachanny said…
Lately I've been watching old detective shows - Ms. Marple, Hercule Poirot, Sherlock Holmes. I think they considered that their talents were God given to prevent the not uncommon injustice. It takes clear eye and a cool head plus the use "of the little gray cells" to find the right culprit. It takes perseverance to put an end to community/government shirking its responsibilities. All that illuminated here so well. Your poetry is deep, Tash, and important.
Anonymous said…
it doesn't matter what your writing about, it always seems to have a nice flow to it. and stun or shock me when it needs to.
jackie dick said…
You tackled an important topic, so very well. So many are accused, and thrown away because of our faulty justic system. I love the structure and execution of this poem, Tash..cleverly constructed; meaningful and memorable write!
jackie dick said…
You tackled an important topic, so very well. So many are accused, and thrown away because of our faulty justic system. I love the structure and execution of this poem, Tash..cleverly constructed; meaningful and memorable write!
Unknown said…
Fantastic write Tash. Love it. Especially the single line stanzas, they when all taken together really form a strong outline or fragmented stop-motion piece of it's own, a poem within a poem so to speak. Great read. Thanks
Anonymous said…
Great to see this contentious issue explored in poetry Tash... plenty of room to think in your piece.. which is the whole point.

Until a justice system can guarantee to be flawless (ie never, as long as human beings are gathering evidence, formulating defence & prosecution, pressurized by outside forces etc etc) there will always be wrongful convictions.. and there's no sorry when someone has lost their life within that fallible system.

Bravo for writing.. and for writing well.
Kathy Reed said…
Am reminded of many crimes and how easy it seems for some to lose control and end up ruining so many lives...like the lyrical tone..
Raivenne said…
"He had to steal her breath

In order to breathe his own."

Damn Tashtoo.

Love the flow of this, the rhyme, how it connects, yet jolts. What price personal freedom?
Sonika Uppal said…
there are some scenarios where nothing else will do....other than a death penalty...

all sorts of good thoughts here ...~!
Sreeja said…
Oh my god fully packed......awesome...

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