Food for the chair
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Poem by: Luke Mullen
They sat him down and they buckled him in,
they soaked the sponge beneath the tin,
they checked the wires and armed the switch,
he did not flinch.
not a single twitch.
the lightning surged,
the current raced,
it snatched his breath from lifes embrace,
what did he do?
we did not care,
he was just food for the chair.
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More of the same as the Tyburn Jig, my responce is the same. To be ashamed of how we treat another human being. And you are right to say we don't know the story behind the event or even care or question it.
Another well penned social statement.
Dibs
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It was once said that “Not only must Justice be done; it must also be seen to be done”, however as far as I can see the systems goal is simply for it to seem! to have been done.
thank you for the comment Dibs
Great last line, and thoughtful as well. Altogether well written.
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it does rather sum it up, thank you
and thanks for taking the time to read and comment
Luke
The last line gave it an amazing ending. I've realized that your poetry sounds beautiful when read aloud, and not all people can make their words flow in both ways. You have really inspired me with your last couple writings(:
-Brianna
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Thank you for your kind comments Brianna, I’m glad you liked it. Being told that you have inspired someone is surely amongst the greatest of compliments one can receive. Luke
You certainly don't shy away from difficult subjects.
This is very well written,not a word too many.
I like your style of writing Luke.
Dee.
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Thank you very much Dee, I try to find a good balance – it is all too easy to go overboard or sound pretentious I find. Luke
Another well written poem.
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