by: Devin Christy
The shining sun sets
A crowd gathers around
The accused woman sweats
While a thick fog comes down
The quiet Earth is still
A blazing fire erupts
Fighting with the air so chill
Among them all are corrupt
Screams of pain echo in the night
Then screams slowly stop
They all believe that they are right
As the body goes with a flop
The crowd returns home again
Thinking a job well done
Not knowing one of them
Will be the next on the run
I am an eighteen year old college student submitting this poem as an assignment.