Existence 3 ( Death Of The Executioner )

He had served his purpose
His time soon to be over
Ten years of killing behind him.

He had watched them suffer
Who was taking his place
Questions no one would answer.

His thoughts turned to his parents
Who had they been
Had he pulled the lever on them

He wondered of his son
Placed at birth in Nine Sector
Would he one day be 'executioner'

He held his wife of twenty-nine years
His partner from birth
Ten Sector their quarters.

As midnight approached
He kissed her tear stained face
In a few short minutes they would be thirty.

He closed his eyes and remembered
The stories of long ago, passed down
Of when a life held meaning….

The law was the law…
At thirty, extermination.
The only crime was age.

The City 'Eden' was a prison
Not like 'Paradise' at the beginning of time
Would the God of that time forgive his sins

The siren sounded and the dome glowed death red
The inhabitants in Ten Sector inhaled
A new executioner for the first time….prayed.

TeAnne © June 20. 1999
FOOTNOTE:
Feed back on this series is said to remind the reader of a TV program titled 'Logan's Run'...
I would like to point out that my series of poems
is in no way related to said program.
My poems are pure fabrication on my part. I have never seen 'Logan's Run'

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