HANGMAN


 On a dirty street, in a western town back in time, 
 The gallows,

 He is the hangman, stands always still as the shadows 
 Drift with time.

 He is everywhere, face covered always in a mask of 
 Darkness,

 Not a ruler  but he holds the authority to life and 
 Death.

 A noose hovers, it sways with the wind, waiting for 
 Those whom sin,

 You  didn't just break the law, the ultimate crime 
 Lived in your mind.

 A life you did take, murder will get you a date with 
 The hangman,

 Many years ago when life was hard on the trail, guns 
 An every day tool.

 When a man chooses the wrong road, decisions of criminal 
 Deeds will do him in,

 The hangman will watch as you climb the stairs, each 
 Step you will sweat.

 A choice you have made, time to pay, the hangman does 
 have his day.
                Keith Garrett