Gallows Tune
twisted branches cast their shadows
upon dusk infested gallows
slowly bringing up some shallow
hollow eyes, so full of fear
waiting out the fall and winter
with tighter ropes in wooden splinter
slipping into nooses center
taking lives away from here
captivated by death standing
a chilly hand all demanding
crowds have gathered, screaming, chanting
chants that rise into the air
guilty lined up, all are pleading
families gathered, crying, weeping
weeping for their loved receding
into reapers silent care
* still working *
Copyright © Christopher Pitts | Year Posted 2013
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