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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413606" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Blind Justice for friend Thad</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Grey stone walls wherein confined.<br>A prisoner can meditate <br>upon the life he left behind<br> and curse the vagaries of fate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What weeps upon the withered walls? <br> sad shadows from his distant past.<br>His subconscious does not rest at all.<br>Reminding him that time can pass.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At different rates according to<br> the differing of circumstance<br>When he knew freedom the time flew<br>But when confines there’s little chance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of happiness that once knew.<br>Heed now the knocking on the door.<br>The iron door which will lead to<br> the gallows then to nothing more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What glow through the barred window streams? <br>The last rays of the setting sun.<br>Never in his wildest dreams<br> did he believe he’d be the one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To die when he was innocent.<br>For something which he had not done.<br>It seems that fate will not relent<br> and that his time is nearly gone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He has appealed to no avail.<br> The court confirms that he must die.<br>The stoutest heart is bound to quail<br> when facing death. Though he will try</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to show that he is not afraid.<br>There is still chance of a reprieve<br>Which would correct the error made.<br>He has no choice but to believe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That some last minute miracle <br>will save him from the hangman’s noose.<br>He knows it is illogical<br> its all he has. He cannot choose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To just accept and give up hope.<br>Although it is improbable.<br>He might escape the hangman’s rope<br>He still believes it’s possible.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who’s are the footsteps he can hear.<br>which hesitate outside his door.<br>It opens and confirms his fear.<br>The chaplain and the governor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">19/08/2009<br>http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q>
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A prisoner can meditate 
upon the life he left behind
 and curse the vagaries of fate.

What weeps upon the withered walls? 
 sad shadows from his distant past.
His subconscious does not rest at all.
Reminding hi..."></div>
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