The Gallows

A. W. Nutter

Trembling in the shadows

No escaping this execution

Hanging from the gallows

 My death will pay restitution

The victims husband is smiling

As I traverse the wooden stairs

Justice served, when I'm swinging

For killing his sweet wife, Claire

No regrets, as I used my knife

While removing her skin so pale

Now they end a monsters life

Returning this evil soul to hell

A hood, is placed over my head

Noose set loosely around my throat

Many were touched, many now dead

My turn to ride the ferryman's boat

 Satan's demons, quickly gathering

Watching as I plunge into the known

The neck snaps, my spirit screaming

Joining the demons as one of their own