The Gallows!

High on the gallows he stood his death near

the rope tight around his neck!

Reflecting on how he ended in this position

from a respected shop keeper.

To conspirator against his beloved country

his innocence no bargaining plea!

 

Within just a few seconds would live no more

conversations with customers .

Were overheard and misconstrued by some

as plotting against the crown.

Speaking his mind on the increasing unrest

mostly said only in jest.

 

Word soon got back to parliamentary forces

and action followed swiftly.

He and the few other so-called conspirators

were dragged into court.

Tortured to confess to what they’d not done

freedom would not be won!

 

Humiliated and shunned by those once friends

his family had to escape.

Within those endless unbearable few weeks

each one was brought here.

With his last breath shouted out it was not true

trap door opened he dropped through!

 

Innocent or guilty to him it mattered no more!

 

The Foureyed Poet.