by Chuck Maddock

Created on: May 14, 2010

As I await my coming fate

Apprising well, that nearing date

This night I stay up late

Weighting issues to equate

I have been judged to have done wrong

To be sent to a place, where evils belong

There's a chair, here somewhere, to end my life

To end my pain and grief, my stress and strife

I wonder now, if the judgement was right

For all I did, was to defend my honor that night

I tried to reason with words, but then turned to fight

Over an argument, that now seems so slight

I did not entend for James to meet his end

He fell to the ground, where a shard of steel was bound

Now here I await, a date, with a hideous fate

Wondering if it was meant to be, because of violence in me

Is it the way of man, to learn that he must understand

That in order to persist, he change his ways to exist

I think I an Innocent of hate, his death a twist of fate

I should have turn away, now I curse the coming day

Do I think it is fair, that they are shaving my hair

That my loved ones will have to be there

That I must face the responsibility for my liability

I really don't know, but in the end, It's with God I go

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