Untitled by Cynthia Brast


The Gallows

                                                                                     

They came to get him in the night

When everything was black

A lantern cast an eerie glow

Down from the horse’s back

~

They said he was a wanted man

Guilty of the crime

The rope they held for all to see

He had but little time.

~

No judge or jury to advocate

Against the angry mob

There was nowhere for him to run

His wife began to sob.

~

The man he kneeled to pray to God

“Save my eternal soul…

Help my family when I’m gone

It’s all in your control.”

~

He kissed his wife and son goodbye

And then he stepped outside

To face his fate from the angry men

About him who had lied.

~

They led him to the rounded knoll

Where the gallows stood

The rope was slipped around his neck

Over his head they placed a hood.

~

That night he left the home he’d known

And the family he had loved.

But God had heard his prayers that night

From heaven up above.

~

His family was provided for

God watched over them for him.

And promised that they would one day be

Together once again.                                      

 

 ***Text and photographs copyright 2011 by Cynthia Brast.  No part of this story may be reproduced in any form without the expressed written consent of the author.

 

 

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