Black-hearted they, black shone their eyes.
Their last resting place, below ground, lies,
Tabloids surmise their last intake of breath: Then,
Retell the painful stories of these felonious men.
No mourners they, all excluded from this site,
Cold, stiff, lifeless bodies now in death, contrite,
They shed no tears of grief from lamenting eyes
Only priestly absolution for those who died.
The hangman's noose has paid its call,
Summarily buried within this high prison wall,
Miscreant's bodies with undue reverence laid,
Their debt to society is fully served and paid.
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