Submitted by Libby on Sun, 09/15/2019 - 04:25

I stand alone,
forlorn among mankind.
The mockery of princes is upon me—
yea, even paupers shun my touch;
a wanderer am I,
stripped of home and
Morning brings no respite,
relief refuses to aid me—
sunlight only bends her scornful gaze
upon my face
‘til I am exposed,
and night offers no rest from my

Frail beats my heart.

The Altruism

Submitted by Kyleigh on Sat, 03/07/2009 - 14:11

“Mr. Geoffrey Forbes is hereby convicted of high treason against His Royal Majesty the King of England and sentenced to hang.” The mallet struck the desk. “This Court-Martial is now adjourned.”
Mr. Forbes sat dumbstruck. His mind filled with jumbled thoughts.
How could they? I’m a first lieutenant!
But I deserve it… it’s the just payment for what I did!
But death?
The word pounded in his mind.
The most shameful manner of death… hung – publically – for his crimes, like a criminal.