To Weave the Hangman's Rope
~~~We the People Seriest~~~]
We sow what we weave as we weave a woven cloth.
May it be from threads of kindness; and not of uttered wroth.
May peace, goodwill, and joy be the only words spoken;
while the threads are being bounded__ and tightly interwoven.
We pray that love is the strongest thread of this mighty rope.
We ask for a few stitches of happiness and a few of healthy hope.
Let us find a strand of salvation, and the entire breath of its'
scope.
A thread so bright it shines its light from here to kingdom
come.
And when were are done but not outdone, together All as one;
let us light the flames of justice so it completely goes up
in smoke.
We need to send a message that the rope you weaves' aware;
it's for you as you desire; and of your own personal affair.
For all the efforts you put in it; is the only things
you'll achieve.
To give of it what you'll get from it; is the only things
you'll receive.
As for now your fate is sealed; sadly you have much to
grieve.
There's no getting out of it, unless there's a miracle
up your sleeve.
May I say so, that you failed to know__ just how the
story goes;
that each of us are the cost of our personal pain,
worry and woes.
By the cruel and evil things that__ from your very
mouth was said;
had fluffed pillows and spread the sheets from your
very own bed.
Around your neck the rope is tied tightly in a knotted
loop.
But our love redeemed answered prayers, and you're
taken in one quick swoop.
To hang a man is horrible; and never should be done.
If you wish it upon anyone; may it be you as the one.
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