I stand bound

But not gagged

All alone now

Accepting my destiny

For that’s what

Brought me here

To the end

The charges read

A litany of

Crimes against them

My judgment passed

Fate finally sealed

Standing now here

Against this post

Awaiting the slurs

And the taunts

Then the arrows

Please I beg

Make your mark

And end this

End just one

More end in

A lifetime of

Ends that’s ended

All the others

If something has

The ability to

Change then it

Is living if

It doesn’t or

Worse chooses not

To it’s dying

Life simply put

You are only

Young once but

You’re old forever

We don’t live

In round rooms

But rather square

Or some type

Of some square

Full of corners

In which hide

Chagrin and monsters

Gobbling up memories

Munch munch munch

Until at night

Out they come

Giggling like faeries

Bathing your sleep

In blissful dreams

Ogres and imps

Are the same

In the corners

Of your room

There is nothing

Quite as marvelous

As after all

Of this life

To stand at

The edge of

A tranquil pond

And skim stones

Some simply plop

Others dunk with

A clunk a

Few side wind

Until one a

Rectangle of slate

That feels so

Perfect in hand

Smooth and cool

Full of promise

Flies and skitters

Not just once

But four marvelous

Times before disappearing

This this standing

At waters edge

Is called counting

Your blessings and

Your sins its

Purpose is to

Show you your

Way to Heaven

At life’s end

Follow the skipping

Stone which skipped

The farthest for

That stone represents

Your true love

When all is

Said and done