My Scarlet Letter

alone and afraid of the shadows,

cast on the walls by the humans

standing near the gallows.

My knife hidden inside my cloak

a sudden thrust i gave to my wrist

dripping as it may ....the rope gave way

and fell on the grassy morning mist.

Horses sniffed as I sawed along

"humph fat pompous asses of the judge"

my life, my impudent death song

dripping and pouring the mile trudge.

Soon I approached those death shadows

whispering amongst themselves so proper,

with a flask shot to warm the bones

leaving the after taste of copper.

"She Bleeds!! She Bleeds!!"

the woman's cry echoed in the alleys

as my step slows... to a crawling speed

knees hit the ground.. of my death valley.

Rushing fools speaking of ropes

my scarlet letter has worn me down

my life seeps out as I abandon hopes

my lover is no where around.

Alone i passed threw golden gates

as my body was shrouded and tied.

a crown was placed upon my head

as though I had never lied .

Why am i given the crown of gold?

the letter is on my chest,

"Aaaahhh, man has silly ways these days

of putting women to the test!"