Craig Hawkins Poet Free verse

The Gallows

The gallows stand tall
       Booming into the white sky
             Wooden steps stand before me 
                   Stairway to my death

My penance for being a man of faith 
       Belief in our father
             Where is he in my time of need?
                    Give me strength 

The noose swaying in the wind 
      Myself soon to replace 
             My robe falls to the floor
                   Exposing my skin to sunlight
          
Naked I stand in front of the bellowing crowd 
      Demanding more death
             Forgive these people I whisper
                   The smell of woven old rope flares my nostrils
                
My crime is spoken aloud
Close my eyes as darkness soon to arrive


Contest name: LATE OCTOBER STANDARD CONTEST
Sponsor: Brain Strand
Date: 24/10/17

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