Copyright 6/26/00
The Hanging Tree
Stands Solemnly
Awaiting the next neck.
It stands proud for all to see.
As a stout reminder to you and me
To keep our inhumanity in check.
It brings the end
With the snap of a rope
Its boughs never bend
No matter how big the dope.
Go with god and avoid a bad rap
Or you may come to your end with a snap.
The Hanging Tree does not judge you
It passes that to the person next up the queue.
So mind your manners and selfless nature
By being good you may mature.
But if you are bad, God will see
And you could be heading to the Hanging Tree.