Gallows Poem by An Angel Without Wings

To the gallows
I must walk
To hang there
For all to mock

You people are greedy
I committed no crime
You need a life
So you'll take mine

I have three days
To confess my sins
None I have
So you throw me in

In with the rats
In with the mice
Choking on bread
And old stale rice

For thre days
I sit, I freeze
Close my eyes
And try my pleas

Each morning I rise
To your accusations
I try with my might
To push limitations

Tonight is my last
So with the sunrise
I walk to the gallows
You have your prize

There's nothing left
That I can say
With the drumbeat
You'll have your way

The morning has come
The gallows await
My body is yours
You sealed my fate

I walk with pride
I'm ready to die
I'm sick of lying
I will not cry

Up on the stool
Noose 'round my neck
The drums grow louder
He caresses my neck

Whispers 'such a pity'
I lie to his face
The drums still louder
And stronger their pace

The time has come
Out goes the stool
I fall with a jerk
The world is so cruel

There I hang
For all to see
This world is blinded
By hypocrisy