Wednesday, July 23, 2014


At a loss for words
he joined the mob
afraid that he'd be next

In that day
it was a crime
a sin against the sect

To take a chance
and risk his neck
not for this common whore

Look at these men
with all this hate
she must have known the score

This was his fault
he'd caused all this
all he wanted was his fun

Somewhere down deep
he knew the truth
she was not the guilty one

His conscience called
his heart then burned
how could he stand this sadness

Stepping forward
he became a man
to stop this utter madness

He showed the mob
how all had sinned
and that none were free of guilt

The mob dispersed
the maiden saved
a new kingdom he had built

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