A poem on the “Sheriff’s Children”

As the thoughts dwindle in my mind

I find that there is not enough time.

My decision should be Clear and straight

But it’s something I just can’t make.

Although he is my son

I am not happy with what he has done

Should I be the one that ends his life?

Could I live with that and survive

The absence of him could make me stronger

But could I endure how much longer

So the question at hand slowly becomes

Should I be the one to tighten the knot?