PEACE AFTER ALL.

Was sentenced to Death, 

Given a date for my execution, 

Provided with an option for the last meal, 

A little time to spare, 

As the death neared my neck, 

Everything feels different and new.

As I am about to loose this body and these feelings forever, 

Looking outside the window was more soothing than ever, 

People didn't know that this soul is gonna leave them, 

Nobody can hear my voice, 

My pain is a negligible entity, 

My suffering was rejoiced,

My end is celebrated, 

I suppose no one cares, cause I'm a murderer, 

I've been chosen to, set as an example , 

And to be remembered as a criminal forever. 

Zzzzzzzzz........ 

Finally The day arrives, 

I am walking toward the stage,

Inmates looking at me with a look I can't describe, 

It's filled with empathy, horror and they seemed

To be happy that they are not me and today is not their day. 

The jailer seems to be unaffected, 

It might be a daily chore to him,

He provided me with my last meal, 

I had opted for a normal meal but asked

for a sweet, a sour juice and a bitter treat. 

I wanted to taste them all one last time, 

I was given a picture of my family, 

I gazed at it for a while,

I wanted to memorise every detail of them, 

Every feeling that I feel is felt one last time, 

I counted each one of it and every bit of it, 

I started to walk up the stage, 

I asked not to be blindfolded,

Just wanted to keep seeing this drama of my life,

To end in front of my own eyes, 

The executioner had his face cover to conceal his identity, 

He asked me to stand in the marked location, 

He dressed the rope around my neck and tightened it, 

The warden of the jail was in front of me, 

He was a kind one, I could see the pitiful eyes, 

The executioner said some Shlok or a Hindu 

Hymn in my ear, hearing it, 

I felt goosebumps and a chill through my spine, 

Zzzzzzz..... 

The rope felt colder, 

I can feel the deadly silence in the air, 

I feel emotions railing up in people's eyes, 

Everything and everyone was waiting for that moment, the moment of my death. 

The minute's count had started and the jailer ordered the executioner to get ready, 

He said "Last minute",

Didn't know a word as simple as that could be a terrifying one, 

Last seconds approached and the jailer raised his hand as if it was a sword meant to behead me, 

"10 more seconds", he shouted 

When the hand goes down I will also go down, 

I felt it to be poetic, 

My Time has come, death is knocking on my door, 

The hand was about to go down taking me with it, 

I gripped fists tight, bit my teeth hard and took a last deep breath,

Heard a loud Click as the executioner pulled the lever, 

The ground beneath me fell, 

The rope tightened unimaginably hard, 

My windpipe felt like it broke and my neck snapped, 

My body fought really hard,( proud of it)

There is no turning back, 

The rope squeezed the life out of my body, 

Finally I fell unconscious and perhaps dead, 

This was an end nobody wanted but I was entitled to, 

I didn't wanna say goodbye cause I didn't wanna come back, 

Peace after all.