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Were There a Doubt

There’s no other reason, but because
The tale was told, none expected applause
You’ve breached the dam, the stories out
You shouldn’t have said were there a doubt

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
You’re absolutely sure, what you say is the truth?
A man’s life hangs by some twisted threads
At the end of a rope he’ll surely swing dead

Bowing his head down, left with no hope
I heard the dirge wail after the creaking rope
Tears run rampant after the trap door falls
How does it feel hanging, on what you recall?

© 2011 Michael Yost

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