I'd swallowed a capsule and downed it with coffee. My attaché burst in, smiling large and lofty.
He held a loudspeaker in which he said those words: "Attention, everyone! Look up, you busy nerds! I bring terrific news: it is done; we have won!
Henceforth, throughout our land, the death penalty's gone!" We were registering what we had just been told.
The herald held as proof a daily which had sold thrice the routine amount on that very morning,
in which it was confirmed there would be no mourning of felons anymore: prison for life was what they would get tops instead, however grim the glut.
My colleagues all cheered on: they broke out the blowers, the special day muffins, the wine, and the glowers. I chose to smile with them, to laugh high and hearty.
'Twas a shame I would not outlive long the party. I had judged my deed done. It was secure enough not to become undone by conservative guff.
As a young lad I'd seen my parents' indoers at the end of a rope, as all found death dealers. Methought their agony was quite insufficient.
A life's time behind bars was much more perficient as proper punishment for the worst of mankind.
Thence had I set a goal, only one, in my mind: confiscate death's release from those who deserved pain; have not one wrongdoer without a conscious brain.
Many an associate had I to sacrifice to ensure absolute retribution for vice.
The denunciations - anonymous letters - were piling at my door,
their daredevil senders demanding cash I lacked lest my forfeits revealed to the public at large and those who power yield to send a man away in harsh isolation that
his lonesome torment avenge the hurt nation.
In senses, I was glad: a couple days later, I may have been found and recognised a traitor,
everything I stood for made quite incredible and my proposals thus judged unpalatable.
As breathing grew harder and my legs, limbs, stiffer, I made back for my desk, its turned-on computer,
and dismissed everyone, told them to make merry wherever it pleased them, to live happy,
marry. They did in an uproar and begged me to join them. I told them to wait up with my remaining phlegm;
that I'd be with them soon; "go", "shoo", "scram", "go ahead".
The moment the door closed, on the desk, I dropped fled.