The jewel-bright berry-red duffle coat

Flitters briefly in the weary winter breeze.

A symbol of the vibrant girl she was –

Last week.

Now hidden under dizzying confusion,

behind the hangman's noose.

And they say it's justice.

Her jewel-bright rosy-red duffle coat

Holds safe; secure,

A million blushes that kissed

Those once-smiling cheeks.

His skin is pale now,

Iridescent with memories;

Stories untold, some glowing, some –

Violent.

Frenzied.

A life was taken.

This was Wrong,

So they took another.

A life for a life.

No-one thought about his little girl

In her blood-red duffle coat.

Is that justice?