I've already seen the monitor

this "clump of Cells" dances around the screen

and the music of life rumbles in the room.

Matching the cadence of prisoners rattling their cage

as they watch their fellow friend

walking down that hallway one last time.

A death sentence,

with no crime committed.

No Judge or jury,

no chance to be acquitted.

Heaven mourns and hell rejoices

while I sit in this room

hearing all these voices

Those eyes are watching me

make a "woman's choice."

A woman takes my hand and assures me

its really for the best

I'm not...