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Soul Thieves

Updated on March 11, 2014

Righteous Cause


Nothing fell into place,

all the earmarks of a major case,

a dead child, eyes covered, mouth taped,

a brutal rape,

and a murder,

lead stories for the six o’clock news,

unpaid dues,

we love those hate crimes,

these are our times,

as we sit and wait,

our compassion fails,

our belief trails,

convictions come slower than snails,

as we watch and wait for all the special details,

for a moment life would pause,

as if we just sold our soul,

and we call it one righteous cause,

as we search for the remote control.

Execution Style!


The crime scene was complete,

a dead body by his feet,

there was no blood trail,

survival would fail,

as the flies were feeding,

satisfying himself that she had done

all of her bleeding,

right there against the brick foundation,

it was an odd sensation,

in all probability,

she had been led into the alley,

forced to kneel down,

head toward the ground,

quiet, with no sound,

and then shot, execution style,

in the back of the head,

and bled for a while.

(Poem 2 )


As common sense tried to quiz the jurors, but failed,
and insanity was set free, and no one standing to hail.
That evil man snarled and made everyone’s skin crawl,
he enjoyed it as he watched human kindness fall,
and because of doubt,
he was to be freed and to be set on his way,
only the anger, the fear, were allowed to stay,
for this madman, this thief, this murderer–
took away the only parent this family had,
six children all under twelve lost in gloom,
forever sad,
because of what happened in that courtroom,
and now gone is the only parent they ever knew,
a sad future and what could they possibly do?
Scream, yell, cast out demons, and throw fits or shout,
no matter what you think is right that went wrong,
he was freed on a single doubt…

© 2011 Frank Atanacio


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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      thanks PR Morgan and Pearl for reading my work :)

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      pearlmacb 6 years ago

      Wow! your a great storyteller in poetry style!! "doubt" i found intense which i like! I look forward to reading more of your dramatic poetry...allthebest,


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      PR Morgan 6 years ago from Sarasota Florida

      powerful stuff! Real!