Ragy Sandid - Murder

Murder at 1400
No blood or body
Everyone wondered
Why there was none to carry

There was an investigation
A list that was made
Out of imagination
Of ones who might’ve died

Murder of Justice
He lay with his eyes taken out
And in this piece
In firmness he shook with doubt

Murder of Mercy
They knew him as a well spoken man
But lately he was privy
To say he can’t when he can.

Murder of grace
The woman never lived long enough
In this one place
Where everyone has to pack his stuff

Murder of decency
The child had only a few words to say
It was discovered recently
The stench in his mouth that day

The ruling judge
Declared the findings false
The he went to get drunk
They saw him walking the next day with no pulse.

Ragy Sandid

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/murder-29/