the Executioner at work
his first day of the horrendous job
from now on he is to be paid for doing
what’s considered a crime for the rest to do
a long queue of criminals had been set
waiting in horror, to be hung by their necks
the rage in their eyes for him was obvious
for he was to pull the lever for no enmity with them
his legs trembled to the command of the king
to go ahead and mask them all
for it was going to be an unpleasant sight
of tongues hanging loose and eyes popped out
he gathered courage to perform his first
ready to pull the iron lever with a little rust
in a flick of a second a body lost the ground under its feet
before it’s spirit made its way towards the sky
the executioner could feel it brushing his body
leaving him frozen, haunted
as if it were to come back for Revenge
horrified, the executioner wanted to escape
not wanting to perform this job again
sadly, he was not presented with a choice
he kept still, remained professionally silent
not allowing his eyes to wear any emotion
he waited for the next body to be in place
& he was ready to pull the rusted lever yet again
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