I saw a man hanging from a tree
He was breathing, just and swinging free
I was going to cut him loose
But I had a date and was running late
So I kept on walking by
With my boots on the floor
And my head in the sky
In any case who was I
To interrupt his wish to die
And some folk have no respect
For it must be said that I did detect
Just a hint of human hate
As I crossed the field
And reached the gate
To the field in which he tried
And for all I know successfully died
I\'ll be passing by next week
If he\'s still there I\'ll stand and speak
But then remembering his way
I doubt that he\'d have much to say.....