......the Death Penalty

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Ashesh9
Ashesh9
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the Judge passes judgment
the Executioner hangs / electrocutes / injects...
the Activist protests
the Victim's family cheers....
the Prisoner's family weeps
the Chaplain / Priest / Mullah prays
the Jailor witnesses....
the Doctor certifies
the Reporters cover
the Politicians grandstand
the Arresting Officer smiles
the Prosecution rests
the Defence is dismayed
.....but ....but ...but...
Dear Reader .....one day ....
judge , executioner , activist ......
you ....me ....everybody's gonna die ....
put simply .....why ???
we never murdered anybody ......
but all are under Sentence of Death
we just don't know the time
we just don't know the date
but it is inevitable
it's common Human Fate .........

Ashesh9
Ashesh9
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wakingDownwakingDownover 8 years ago
An interesting concept

to say the least. While we all die, not all of us do so as punishment or retribution for deeds done. But we die all the same. Even if the State stays its hand, doesn't find some reason to step in and take our lives, time eventually will. Either way, we all face the chopping block.

I guess the only course of action is to make the best of the time we have before it happens, and to make sure that we can make the lives of others as easy and painless as possible before our number gets picked in the lethal lottery of life.

I like this concept; the idea, and the way you've presented it. I like how it moves and how it moves the reader along, bringing the conclusion to the fore with an inevitable thud that drives the point home with a finality that is, to me, very fitting. Well done Ashesh, well done indeed.

Ashesh9Ashesh9over 8 years agoAuthor
so Holmes has been spared the ......

Lethal Injecshun' , Tazz ???!!!

tazz317tazz317over 8 years ago
IF ONE WANTS

he can know the date, time & cause. TK U MLJ LV NV

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