Justice

Today he sat in a dark corner of the world and watched the powers over him struggle with his fate; what could he have done differently but now it's just too late. And the final bell rings.

Though many were around, he sat all alone. In less than a second five lives gone. All relived in these recent many hours as the final bell rings.

Yesterday is for us all only memories in thought; but for him, his tomorrows hold only that sweet content of what yesterday brought; and the final bell rings.

I wonder what's truly in his mind, his heart? What emotions haunt him that he'll never show? The screaming in his head drowned out by the voices in his gallow; and the final bell rings.

He sits without a glimmer of feeling, no cry, no joy, no understanding, no healing. Until his final breath, his life now pre fashioned; forever until his death, the final bell rings no more.