Perhaps one of those from birth who was destined to fail
For murdering his young daughter he is now in jail
For decades of his life he will spend prison time
For what by human standards is the worst sort of crime
Condemned by the public judges as one completely bad
But to do what he did he would have to be mad
He may have suffered a temporary snap in the brain
The guilt of his crime until death is with him to remain
So much remorse, guilt and sorrow of him lay ahead
In one sense perhaps he'd be better off dead
For years he must live like a wild animal locked in a cage
For murdering his beautiful and innocent young daughter in a fit of rage
The dying cries of his daughter from him will not go away
Till he draws his last breath of life with him destined to stay
He will live in shame until his life's final day
Not alone to human law but to Karma his price for to pay
He cannot undo what he has done since his daughter is dead
And for his crime a long prison sentence of him lay ahead
His heinous crime is a crime none could ever condone
But leave it to the one without sin for to cast the first stone.
Monday, April 11, 2011
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