Poem -

No Mercy on Mean Street

If you let me live
you
can have my wife
and
take the money ..
I am
sure that’s what
he said
as the cable ties
were
each applied to
both
bruised hands
and
bleeding feet ..
But
then, at the end
of yet
another long day ..
Does it
matter now, at all ..
Maybe
they did not hear
his plea’s ..
Or misheard and
simply
did not care that
much
at all, but now tho’
friends,
it seems ironic and
absurd ..
They took them both
then
killed him anyway ..

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