Tale Of A Hanging

P Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Time is running out and what a heck A few moments from now, they'll break my neck. A shiver down my spine, I'll be no more The noose is ready, and so is trapdoor. Here they come, for my last statement Going through rituals, it's my predicament. Someone asked if I would make a will What I would like to have for last meal. I'm so scared, dimmer gets the light There's no way I can have an appetite. My head is jumbled, my thoughts in a mess The hangman is ready, they give me my dress. My feet are so heavy, it's hard to stand Not wasting time, they drag me by hand. The gallows looks ominous, I'm dead pale Just a few steps and I'll be in hell. The world is so alive, I'm in no mood They pinion me tight, put on the hood. The lever goes bang, tightens the noose Down I go, hang limp and loose.

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