Lock Step

Lock Step How long will you wait in your prison cell before the day they come to hang you? Sights set straight upon the X on your back. So arrogant they told you so. Spoken so clearly like they already knew. Mistaken as warnings but it was nothing but bragging. At the true nature you shudder to think. An admission of guilt for those with ears to hear. Rejecting a culture that hands you a rope and begs you to jump. They laugh and mock your death. Hands to the shovel. Bury your shame. Dig your own grave. The Earth, rust, blood and bone disintegrate. Increase of cancer. Infinite deception. Burn in your own hatred and misery.