An Expensive Lie

Nah Hannah

but it just costs air, someone’s last breath.

Never in a million years did I think    

I would be grateful,

of the toxic air I breathe out

 and the gust of fresh air I breathe in.

My heart breaks for Marcellus Williams.    

Condemned to be executed,

not for what he did, but for what he didn’t do.

A Black innocent man

whose DNA cleared him of being the killer

whose testimonies cleared him of being the killer

those statements coming a little too late,

sits in a jail awaiting to take his last breath.

His days are counting down fast,

His heart is bleeding, he is anxious

Maybe we can do something,

maybe we can pressure the governor.

And so Marcellus will be executed

despite being innocent.

I hope poetic justice is not what we breathe for

because sometimes poetic justice is just a beautifully written injustice

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