Beyond The Gallows Poem by Chris Noir

'Look beyond the gallows! ',
said to me a priest,
'for if you repent, your doom you'll prevent,
and you need not fear God in least! '

'Look beyond the gallows! '
Philosopher said,
'And when you are gone, your works will go on,
and live long after you are dead! '

'Look beyond the gallows! '
Said my friend to me,
'And long after you perish, your memory, I'll cherish
You will be remembered, as fondly as can be! '

'Look beyond the gallows! '
Said my lassie fair
'And I will never find, such love you left behind,
And never will I stop crying in despair! '

'Look beyond the gallows! '
Whispered a fellow thief,
'I'll make some smoke and cut the rope,
And insure our release! '

'You just make a touching speech,
About the loss of life and joy,
And when we escape needles to say,
We'll have plenty of that to exploit! '


Needless to say, I ran a way,
With my criminal old friend,
I left that place, without a trace,
And once more my life began.

So i leave the priest to his god,
And philosopher with deeds,
I leave my wife with heart of strife,
And my friends memories!

I leave behind, and I don't mind,
It's life that I value most,
I'd rather be a refugee,
A convict, rather than a ghost!