Haunting Torment

I walk down this path to see What once became of me. In dark ages of before When swords and rope delivered gore. These houses they are the same The church bells sounds remain The hills and the stream All know me and why I had to leave I find a way to the door Of so many decades afore Where killers they stained the street With love that was for me Found guilty in a lawless trial I now stand in front of the tree without a smile. Where tied rope and me Hung for all people to see Time consumes the soul of me Innocence lost in a world of cruelty Sorrow burned from the heart of me Pain in life you would not believe Followed with this soul who can’t get free.