The Hanging Tree

Posted: March 8, 2014 in Uncategorized

Walking up – there it stands in the distance
Majestic and evil
Bark worn away from the noose rope

Field stained with tears and blood
Screams of past terrors echo
Ghosts haunt seeking refuge

Branches creak in the wind
Carrying along sounds of bones snapping

Hallowed ground we stand upon
Envision wrongs perpetrated
By those hung – final breath exhaled
Rest in unpeaceful hell

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