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I Can't Feel Remorse

This is a fictional poem about an innocent man who is in a terrible predicament

I Can't Feel Remorse

I'm in prison and people are so angry at me that they're having fits.
They want me to feel remorse but I can't feel remorse for a crime I didn't commit.
A twenty-four year old woman was stabbed to death but I didn't do it.
The police were supposed to find the real perpetrator but they blew it.
A man is saying that I robbed him and his kids of a mother and a wife.
But I didn't kill that woman and I'll be in prison for the rest of my life.
If those stupid cops had done their jobs right, things would be different.
A lot of people want me to feel remorse but I can't because I'm innocent.
People call me a killer and they say because I feel no remorse, I'm especially cruel.
What those people need to do is wake up and smell the coffee, this is unbelievable.
When people curse my name, it causes pain and it has left me with scars.
Another person committed this crime and he or she should be behind bars.
People say that I should show remorse but there is no way that I can.
It is impossible for me to feel remorse because I'm an innocent man.

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Being Me

I know this is fictional but innocent people do get convicted of crimes they did not commit. Great poem x 

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Randy Johnson

Yes, innocent people do get convicted sometimes. It's sad but true. Thank you for your comment.

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