Mother; I remain
The main thought;
Mother was aware of my birth;
And my death as well, so it would seem?
The public gallows;
Welcome one welcome all
Welcome to these prisoners fall
Get comfortable come right in
Just settle down and settle in
The executions shall soon begin
Thoughts from the gallows, floor
I heard the shackles rattle
‘cross the gallows boards
Someone pushed me to the floor
I could not see for I wore a hood
I would not have wanted to
Even if I could, I felt the noose
Go ‘round my neck
Mothers house
The knock came at midnight
Someone pounded on the door
An eerie foreboding notion
Washed over me
As I walked across the floor
I stepped into the foyer
The house was stark and still
The need to see who it could be
Conflicted with my will
I threw the latch
I pulled the door
Darkness there and nothing more
My heart just sunk
I knew it to be true
This night they put an end to you
Thoughts from the gallows, floor
Sweet Mother I am so sorry
Never did I want to;
cause your heart this pain
I shall go forth unto my judgement
And there I wait for thee
At the embers of Eden in eternity
Genesis 3:1