Thursday, March 17, 2005

Man in orange, man in black



Scott Peterson is hauled off to deth row at San Quentin

San Quentin you've living hell to me
You've called at me since 1963
I've seen them come and goa nd I've seen them die
And long ago I stopped asking why

San Quentin I hate every inch of you
You've cut me and you've scarred me through and through
And I'll walk out a wiser, weaker man
Mr. Congressman, why cant you understand?

San Quentin what good do you think you do?
Do you think I'll be different when you're through?
You bend my heart & mind and you warp my soul
Your stone walls turn my blood a little cold

San Quentin may you rot and burn in hell
May your walls fall and may I live to tell
May all the world forget you ever stood
And the whole world will regret you did no good

San Quentin you've been living hell to me.


The bitch of it is that he won't be executed for another ten years or so.
I keep forgetting that I'm anti-death penalty. Then I think of his pregnant wife sinking to the Pacific floor as he plans his getaway to Mexico.