The Death Row Anthem

The Death Row Anthem

We on the row to death
For whom death bears no surprise
Trickle in our numbers with surety

We know out there it’s a flood
Death striking rampant permutations
Exploring possibilities to kill

We have the treasure of solitude
Peace that comes from standing aside
The relief of the spectator

We face death with focus
We make our peace with God
We make ready

And when the cocktail comes
We go with confidence
An advanced party
To the equal fate of all men

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