This noose around my neck

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This fictional poem takes place in the 19th century.

This noose around my neck

I have this noose around my neck because I stole a horse.
After you hang me, you won't even feel remorse.
You asked if I have anything to say so I'm saying it.
This is an evil law and you're evil for obeying it.
Lots of people are gathered around and they're cheering.
You people are all horrible, I can't believe what I'm hearing.
I should be scared but I'm too angry to feel fright.
You're going to kill me and you know it isn't right.
Those were my last words, I have nothing else to say.
Except that you'll face God's wrath on Judgement Day. 

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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