Innocence will not save her.
The prisoner is marched away
Screaming, of course
that she doesn't want to go.
One final kiss
that's all either of us gets
then the heavy hands
of the authorities
take her from me.
Even now
at the last minute
I could stop this
if only I said the word.
I am the governor
of her fate.
But I may not stop this.
I must not stop this.
She looks at me
accusations of betrayal
in her eyes
as I abandon her
to her fate.
I can't stand this.
Her screams echoing
behind me
I turn away from her.
Her screams tell me
she will never see me again.
and I have no one to blame
but myself.
I have brought her to this.
I have abandoned her.
I have turned away from her
in her moment of greatest need.
I close the door on her
as her final screams fade
into the early morning.
Damn all the fates that
led me to this moment
of ignominy!
I hate leaving my little girl
at preschool.
You're laughing now.
I got you.
A nice Reader's Digest moment.
This is my experience
and it might be yours.
But what if
instead of for a day
the parting was
forever
because of some judge?
June 9, 1995
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