The Guillotine
Tall it stands, the mighty structureFlesh and bones, all it ruptures
Criminals and Killers, scared of it
This beast has got, their death's touch
Blade so heavy and massive and sharp
Last moments of the convict, as if in a time-warp
OH Yeah! Its a killing machine
Frightening demon, gory and obscene
An agent of justice, just and mean
Aggrieved soul's true Savior
The master of all tragedy
Time its only remedy
Re-incarnation of Satan itself
Used by men of Clergy
And the bringer of death, sighs its brutal sigh
Another murderer dead, a peaceful family murdered
Human killing human, lust for power on high
The Guillotine's debt repaid, with true joys, surrendered
Poetry by Jalaj Soni
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Written on 2012-04-03 at 14:43
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