SWAMPLAND

It seems that years ago, things in my life started to change. My kid brother spent his days trying to be the renegade/black sheep of the family. Every time he would take things on his reality was not exactly in accordance with the law.

My father asked me to watch over him as he grew, and as the good son I said YES and as I found out as time past, that, that yes was the first of foolish yeses I would expose myself to.

10:15,

The food was horrible, and the barber is running late. I was to be a teacher and the kid was to at least stay out of trouble and graduate high school.

The road to hell is full of good intentions. If there is a God, and if he chooses to be my witness, I need him to believe that all I ever tried to do was watch out for him.

10:23

Here he comes, with his tool kit, all to shave my head.

Damn leg, I knew that if the sheriff got me the kid could hide. So at the right time I took the fall, on everything, so he could keep going. Last thing I remember before the dogs got me I lost sight of him and in these past three months I haven’t heard anything, so let’s hope that he finally learned it’s time to grow up.

10:41

Here comes the guards, and for the last time I’ll have to say no, no representation from the church. They nod grudgingly.

10:42

Ten more minutes before the walk, then eight to prep and then the switch, I have to admit I am afraid but that’s human nature I’ve been told. Wonder if the predators won their game last night nobody’s told me anything about what’s really important. They’ve all come up to me to talk about this day and if I have any regrets.

Yeah, I wish I wasn’t caught!

I wish I was taller!

There’s tons of things I wish had happened in my life, but they didn’t happen, so, here we are, going through this practiced process for justice. If they only really knew the truth.

10:54

This is supposed to be the longest walk I’ll ever take. Well, it’ll be my last. Everyone’s sooo quiet, sad almost, trying to remain solemn. Must be a hell of a job looking after a soul during his/her final days. Ya just got to be a little twisted for the money you’re getting.

10:58

Being told to relax as they strap ya in is a tad bit wasteful (of words).

That hopefully my soul will find peace.

Finally this action about to take place is for my payment of the crimes. I committed

Eye for an eye, I guess.

All I can now think of is I wish my brother hadn’t pulled the trigger.

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