Best Hangman Poems

Wonder what the hangman had in mind
When he was looking in the doomed man’s eyes,
While double-checking if the noose was right 
Did he have haunting,...

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The jury was unanimous
Twelve cried out justice
Guilty
It was just before the changing hour
The hanging planned for quarter past midnight or so
The moon was full, the...

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Once, a strange structure appeared in a barn yard
difficult not to  notice, a scaffold to hang horses
for throwing their masters
Dumb and never protesting they...

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Irelands uprising in ninteen sixteen was crushed by the state
The ringleaders were arrested and death would be their fate
Charged with the crime of treason against...

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** A protest against the hypocrisy of the death penalty and the decadent environment of the prison system where a simple thief or criminal is...

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Bank robber Jim was one unlucky bloke
Went to draw his gun but the holster broke
It dropped on the bank floor
And went off with a roar
The...

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Gifting dreams of hope to my eyes, he vanished in a flash
Carting away the treasure of sorrows, leaving mirage a trash

Thorns of grief were, in...

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One day in Soup Creek City, 
There was a duel 'tween Cunningham and Watt 
Tom said to John "I hear you're good, 
Let me see,...

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Sky weeps, I was collecting clouds
from stillness of the sea.
A snake again wants to kiss,
I am learning to die
in arms of spiral mirrors.

Cannot forgot the...

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The man was dangling, kicking, scared,
His hooded blindness no relief;
The hangman coldly watched him die:
Now one less killer, one less thief....

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Walking up the steps to the gallows rope,
Hands bound tightly behind me, there is no hope.
The hangman, the preacher and the crowd all want me...

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Held behind cold stone walls,
In silence, marched to work.
The shabby dressed walked prison halls,
Hell waits for those who shirk.

Breaking rocks or picking rope,
Naught to eat...

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A girls night out,guys,can be quite a drag,
Going on a prom date,walk with a sleeping bag,
To show off your date,to boast and brag,
Sit patiently on...

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In a far away land
Was a castle prison
In the left back tower they were held captive
The Fool
The High Priest
The Magician

Hours to days
Days to night and...

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You’ve heard of eeny meanie
How he died a fitting death
He had more fame, it seems to me
Than Shakespeare or Macbeth

Held accountable he was
After capture and...

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