DEATH ROW
Written by
THE DEATH ROW POET
Ronald W. Clark Jr.

 

Death Row is a place
Where a man is disgraced
Where flies don't land
And birds don't sing
Where there's no love for anything

Where one seeks love
But cannot find
For people truly feel
We are a waste of time.

So you sit in your cage
Day after day
And watch your life waste away
You have no hopes
You have no dreams
You have no meaning
It surely seems.

 

Ronald W. Clark Jr.
The Death Row Poet
Written February 1, 1999