The Price of Crime

Look up
Can you see the bodies hanging
Look down
And you can see the ones who fell
Study their stripes
Can you see the pain inflicted?
The price the have paid
For crimes committed
Great criminals of the world
No longer in their former glory
Brought here to suffer
Learn their fate
See the river
Their blood has created
Much less than the ocean
They shed
In the passion of crime
Learn from this place
Of suffering and agony
In the afterlife
All will pay

Soul Among the Gravestones

Walking down a lonely road
Pushing the fog aside
Like a thick curtain it parts
If only for a moment
Let me see the step ahead
Trees
Branches slapping me
Their ends dragging
Across my cheek
Ripping as they desperately
Try to keep me out
But I press on
Call from my soul is too strong
For me to turn back now
At last I stand
One man among so many stones
Some large, some small
All commemorating
Reminding
The human soul is frail
And easily lost
Shadows cross
The clouds roll in
As I wade in among the rows
To find my soul among the gravestones