Justice For My Son Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEF FGHIFJ KLKMN OPQRJ STUVW

He is rotting in jailA
For no fault doneB
Where is justice for this boyC
Crying from this denD
He never killedE
He knew nothingF
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One eveningF
my little son made a tripG
To visit his friend on the other sideH
Yes that part of the highlandsI
Heavily it was rainingF
He had to run as fast as an hareJ
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He landed on the highlandK
Wearly he feltL
His clothes too heavy surpassing diamondK
He called loudly at the doorM
No voice was heardN
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The door he pushedO
Entering the roomP
What a hellQ
His friend lied on the groundR
Blood blood everywhereJ
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He had to flewS
All because of fearT
Later on the police followed him alongU
At the court they judged him of murderV
Where is justiceW

Francis Omariba



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