Crime Poem – Life Lessons Poem – The Crime I Never Committed

Crime Poem – About Life Lessons

Crime Poem

Lone in a dull, dark corner,
With pathetic thoughts flowing through my mind,
Scaring and weakening my thoughts,
For the crime I never committed.

Hated by everyone,
Ignored by my society, family and friends,
For the crime I never committed.

Assured by my conscience,
That I’d be completely safe,
Boosted my self confidence,
To get out of,
The crime I never committed,
The crime I never committed.

Abusing my destiny,
For having me trapped in a nasty situation,
The problem I never created,
For punishing my body, my soul, my innocence,
For the crime I never committed.

Abusing the legal system,
For not providing me justice,
The cops for not investigating properly,
The court for punishing and blaming me,
For the crime i never committed.

Waiting with hope,
For justice that would,
Erase the blame of my head,
For the crime I never committed ,
For the crime I never committed.

As I was seeking for justice,
Came the order from the court,
About by execution the next week,
For the crime I never committed.

Then fell the tears of failure from my moist eyes,
Waiting for my death with the question of “why’s”,
Tired of fighting seeking for justice,
Fed up of proving myself innocent,
For the crime I never committed.

Counting each day nearing to my execution,
Waiting impatiently for my death,
For the extraction of my soul from my body,
And For the crime I never committed,
For the crime I never committed.

Then came the final moment,
Where I stood on the platform of death,
With the rope of death around my weary neck,
Covered with black cloth of blind death over my sad face,
Counting my last moments before death,
Being unlucky and hopeless for being killed,
For the crime I never committed.

And then suddenly there came a last action,
The paddles opened up,
My body hanging in the air, gasping for breath,
Struggling and trying to breathe,
Trying to live for some more moments,
With regret and sorrow gushing through my mind,
And then my body became still,
Lifeless and light as a feather,
I was strangled to death,
For the crime I never committed,
For the crime I never committed.

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