Felony Poem by Carlos Cardona

Like a vulture I turned
And search for my pray
It glimmered at me it almost smiled at me
I became impulsive to its call
To its hand I did fall

Revolting stomach over turns
Worst enemies is my own guilt
No sleep cause my brain is specking
Would I go back to turn it back
hell no and this is the reason why

I am sorry of what I did
But I don’t regret it because I learned form it
15 year old boy start’s to steal and it escalated form here
Form petite theft to grizzly murder
You should of heard her before she became the pray of the day

So this is just another lesson of life
To this I wont lie I did steal
I still don’t know who I feel
I did return it and apologize
And was it worth it no