Poem -

Some Men

Some Men

Some Men
don't belong
walking the
Earth
For
Depravity 
Has 
Infected 
the lifeline 
Of their
Souls

No 
Treatment 
No cure
No sentence 
Of purgatory 
Will cleanse 
Their spirit
Just an 
Eternal
Journey
to damnation
is the redemption 
for mankind

Liberal created
Appeals
Inmate services
And
Programs
Designed
To humanize 
The monsters
Are the continued 
Daggers of
Evil
Placed on the
victims
When
Quick
Finality
Would serve 
a better
Course

Some men
Don't belong
Walking 
The 
Earth
And 
Our empathy 
Should 
Be removed 
At their
Extraction 

 

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Marion

I have to agree as psychopaths and sociopaths have no conscious ...and to be honest, in the very worst cases, they deserve to die, the suffering caused to their victims and families doesn't bear thinking about....

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

If there's no true remorse and they would never be set free and though some are released and they laugh believing they got away with it with time served...

Time doesn't fix the head and if they spent anytime in Solitary Confinement they remain with the only thing they have and it's their thoughts...

They get placed on Death Row for years, fed, housed, they get a choice of their final meal that could be fit for a King...

Many victims last meal may have been a bowl of Cereal if they were lucky...

Maybe, a baby was able to be fed a bottle or fed from the Breast of the Mother...

They had no choice to live or die...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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