town s square, crowd goggle

...town’s square, crowd goggle
scaffold, hangman with a noose in his hand.
my feet are weak, I stare around
all the world beneath me now.
breath in, breath out... good to breath.
verdict has been made
no one tried justify my sin.
I know what I’ve done,
and been told what I did...
clear day will find cure for my guilt.
open eyes, with a rope on my neck
I know I will die
but wouldn’t you want that?!
reason for me to be dead is simple;
I love her, she was the beloved of king.
it is enough for the judge
to read his final decree.
ask for last wish,
I have lots of desires.
people around hate me, I know...
I am not angry, don’t blame them,
public likes to go with the flow.
executed... suffocated... happy to be dead...
I don’t know where my going,
crowd is sure I’ll burn in hell.
...town’s square, nobody there
scaffold, my cold body dances with the wind.
people in the houses think they won.
I am drifting in the space and time,
I don’t know, yet, where my going
I know it neither hell nor heaven.
...but I am sure like this starlit...


November 17, 1996
wrt: Andrey Prudnikov