Evil Monster
The chair or the rope are too good for you.
I hope that you see your sentence through.
To suffer every day in fear and in dread.
To age lonely and alone, until you are dead.
It’s almost certain you will never walk free.
You’ll spend every day under lock and key.
Living in fear of reprisal, every day and night.
Forever on your guard, with no end in sight.
A twisted, evil monster, a coward for sure.
Decades of loneliness, for you lie in store.
I hope that you rot away and die in your cell.
And then spend all eternity burning in Hell.
(Hello, I know this such an emotive subject, and I respect your thoughts and opinions on it. Personally, I think for this young convicted child killer to remain in jail until he dies is a worse fate than capital punishment. Also, although he will receive a certain amount of protection inside, I think it’s safe to presume he will be on the receiving end of a few hefty beatings, rightly or wrongly I’m personally all for that likely outcome)
Rolph David
Sat 25th Jan 2025 17:55
Dear Mike Bartram,
Your poem is a visceral and uncompromising expression of rage and disgust, perfectly encapsulating the collective anger felt towards such unimaginable evil. The rawness of your words mirrors the gravity of the crime, and your unfiltered emotions reflect the depth of betrayal society feels when innocence is destroyed by such cruelty.
Your stance that a lifetime of fear and isolation is a fate worse than death resonates strongly in your verse. The imagery of endless loneliness and eternal punishment strikes a chilling chord, making the reader confront both the horror of the crime and the complexities of justice.
While the subject is undoubtedly divisive, your poem captures the intensity of emotion that surrounds cases like this with striking clarity. It’s such an unflinching, powerful piece.
Respectfully,
Rolph