In Memory of WILLIAM CODAY
A friend who died before his time.
~THEN I DIED~
Freedom taken
Life forsaken
Steel bars
Painful scars
Mental strains
Concrete walls
No one hears your calls
Nothing’s fair
Hard to bear
Mind games
Nicknames
Count bells
Stair wells
Masked strangers
Constant dangers
Jingling keys
Trembling knees
Lonely hours
Faith sours
Years wasted
Hope tasted
Questions Why
Then I died….
Florida death row April 28, 2008
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7 comments:
he was a murderer. only shame is that i could not get pics of his lifeless disgusting body.
I feel sad because he din't die in the same way he murdered his victims
murdered...not sorry for his death...his victims didn't choose to die, he decided for them
This man killed my friend Gloria Gomez,,, He choose for Glorias life's ,, and he choose for his too!
pictures would have been nice to see i hope he suffered all of those years
I've been the one in Germany who was asked to help to find him after his flight. I did my best and he was caught in France. At the first moment a had no idea that he could be sentenced to death, when I took care of this case. What happened here to me was a trial to myself, cause I helped to find a murder.
What he did was his own fault. He killed two girls and after that himself. I guess he knew what he did.
I grew up with him. My mom listened to his teenage troubles and we took him to church with us. He was troubled from a young age, but it was so terribly horrifying to learn what he had done the first time. When he got back he actually knocked at our door on Christmas and wanted to come in and visit, acting like nothing had happened. I am not surprised that he ended his life. I'm more surprised that he didn't do it far earlier. God bless the families of those he selfishly stole away.
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