The Hanging

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A Human Named David

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As he walked toward the gallows
The man looked at me
With a look so cold
That I froze instantly
And all of anger and all of my tears
Came quick to halt
This was no time for guilt
Or for fear
Last night in the courthouse
The jury decried
He's corrupted the youth
And he's hijacked their minds
With such questions of death
Such questions of life
The man's got to die
If he doesn't apologize 

For what am I sorry
For what is to blame
For asking real questions
Utilizing my brain
The acceptance of dogma
As a universal truth
Gives far too much power
To police and to preachers 
Like you
How catchy how quaint 
But it is you that stands on trial
Your life is at stake here
Settle down your pompous bile
You corrupted poor Xavior 
To speak against the church
And he said and I quote
God is dead
Buried deep in the dirt 

Well that boy young Xavior
You speak of him now
You should talk to his priest
Of his most solemn vows
Well I heard from the boy sir
There's a more serious crime
To be told here now
He was raped 
He was sodomized 
Guilty said the jury
Guilty said crowd
Guilty said the media
Hang the devil now
Guilty said the tribunal
Guilty as it gets
Jail him till the morning
Then hang the devil there by his neck 

My wounds were still raw
As they led him to his cell
In his face was a knowing
That I'd never know so well
I am the young Xavior
He spoke of at trial
I will break my master out
I will lead him to his
Solemn exile 
May I speak now with my master
I calmly asked the guard
These will be my final words
Just a prayer to please our god
I was granted just a moment
I approached with heavy heart
Before my master even noticed
I began to try and pick at the lock 

Stop it now Xavior 
Flee now while you can
I am not a man for exile
My home is on this land
I will die for sacred inquiry 
Hang for lady truth
Who's to say death's a malady
It could be as lovely as you
He was led through a crowd
Of the most disgraceful sort
They pelted him with objects
Spat and swore without remorse
Towards The Man towards The Thinker
Adorned with thickened rope
For his neck it may snap
A quick death
Was all we could hope

In my pereifery
From the tower
Marcos
Theodore
Teresa 
Aimed
Down

Repent for your sins
This is now your final chance sir
The lord is looking on
And he's waiting for your answer
I've been a man 
Of the mind and love
Has coursed through my veins
And was shared entrusted
My students they look after
Me now from all sides
They're quicker than your god sir
You'll meet them in time
There's one right behind

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