My Final Journey
I’m strapped to a gurney for my final journey for all to see.
Premeditated homicide is what it will be.
Now the liquid will flow through the IV below.
My eyes will shut, my lungs will collapse and my heart will burst.
And my body will be driven off in a pearly white hearse.
“In the name of justice!” is what they will cry,
But the justice they seek was nothing more than a lie.
For it was all quite phony with false testimony –
The trial was a sham, just one big scam.
For I had no support from the U.S. court who assigned me
Mr. Davidson, an incompetent attorney,
And that’s why I’m off on my final journey.
These commentaries are recorded by Prison Radio.
