Suspended Sentence
My mind's trapped in a body below
Which will not obey my commands
My life stopped as the bullet hit me
So while my brain's alive I don't understand
Denied freedom by my crippled senses
Without a cry they help me die
I have no will to live, I'm slipping to death
So why am I alive?
A sentence for
My crime of murder
But surely I've paid
My debt by now
I enter the court scarred for life
And they pass my days before me
I'm here to be judged, final pain
The jury sits, the witness stands
Revenge was my undoing
Too many clues left the way clear
All points heard, the hour glass runs
Each grain's an ounce of life
A sentence for
My crime of murder
But surely I've paid
My debt by now
Returning from the room of decision
Each one passes me with his eye
Sweat drips from my scalp
My hands slip from their grip
The verdict sweeps the hall
And ripples through my mind
I'm to be suspended in limbo
Condemned to live a life of death
Encased in my shell of demise
A conscious cry from within
I am disabled by time
I pray for my life again
Autor(es): Howard Smith
