being told that you’ve done something wrong
and not being able to defend yourself
they sit there accusing you
acting as if they’re being hurt
your eyes dart through the courtroom
you must be terrified of your fate
when they condemn you to burn at the stake
your mind goes blank and then fills
with the horror of your impending death
you scream as they drag you away from the stand
you kick and try to break free from their hold
but they’re grip is too tight
in your cell you rattle the bars
until your hands feel raw and you fall to the fall
in a restless sleep that will be your last
you dream of the life that was once yours
when you wake you’re told to wash quickly and dress
you’ve resigned to your fate, so you blankly comply
they tie the knots as the crowd starts to form
around you as you climb the infamous gallows hill
as you stands on the box they slip the noose
over your neck and pull the knot tight
the crowd starts to yell and jeer
as the man kicks the box from beneath you
you take your last breath
and die knowing
that you did nothing wrong
