This one here is called “My Last Words” and I’m going to say this during my execution.
My Last Words
Razor wire fence.
I’m held in suspense,
Surrounded by concrete and steel.
Held to surrender to your will.
Premeditated hate.
I await my fate,
And here I am
To face your execution date.
Step up in a room.
I feel the doom,
And I look around
As you’re strapping me down.
Strapped to a table,
Completely unable.
My last words will be heard.
I will speak them loud
And hold my head proud.
And then I will say,
“An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
But I’m here to share,
To share the truth.
For this here, I have no doubt.
This is truly what it was all about.
An eye for an eye,
America will cry,
But I’m here to say that that’s a lie.
For a rich man will walk
And a poor man will die.
And this you can’t deny,
Nor can we justify.”
Worst of the worst?
Yeah, maybe so.
For it’s a lawyer that put me here
On death row.
He was assigned by the state
To determine my fate.
I was poor white trash, baby,
Just another junkie,
And that’s why you assigned me
A two-bit flunky.
And I knew,
I knew, at first glance,
That I didn’t stand any kind of chance.
That was written in 2000, by Ronald W. Clark Jr, the Death Row Poet.
These commentaries are recorded by Prison Radio.
