A Murderer’s Justification

A sound woke him up
He made for his gun quickly
Bang! Bang! He fired

Shots rang in the air
It was a valentine night
Lovers holiday

He heard her screams, faint!
Lying in a pool of blood
His lover now dead

Not guilty he pleads
For his intentions were meek
The evidence, real.

For a star athlete
His glory days are over
The prison now fits.

Vera