We shall bring back the gallows
some day;
when guns rob for bullets
and bullets have souls
we will bring back the gallows
one day.
We will bring back the noose
some day;
when machete toothed pike
plunder ghost still ponds
we shall bring back the noose
one day.
We will bring back the scaffold
some day;
as murder cysts spread
in sanctuary cities
we will bring back the scaffold
one day.
We shall bring back hemp collars
one day;
when witches trick poets
into beds of blood
the rope will revive its knot
one day...
@Steven Francis poems 2010
Thursday, 29 April 2010
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