TOLLING OF THE BELL

 
 
The solemn tolling of the bell
and the journey to hell
Marched in succession
through the debtors door
The common thief, the murderer
and the filthy whore
As The executioner awaits
his ghastly business of death,
with merciless breath
and a soul so shallow
he reigns lord of the gallows
It’s quite the spectacle of an affair
The gathering of the crowd
The priest feverishly praying
the condemned`s last prayer
As the gawkers shout and jeer
It’s into the depths of their own souls
they peer
That they may see themselves
they fear
Pushing and shoving
to see the dancing of the hangman’s jig
before they lay the doomed
in the graves they will dig…
And there they all stood
Under the darkness of the hood,
last words that are spoken
before their necks are broken
As they plunge into eternity
leaving behind the gawkers
to ponder their own uncertainty
  
brazzoli 12/5/11