Poem: Decisions Essay, Research Paper

Nicholas Blewett

Decision

Chalk one up for the gallow tree

The hangman smiles as they plead.

They stand in a trance-like fear and fright

Wondering, “Will I be the next to hang tonight.”

A sigh of relief comes over the crowd,

As the hangman’s gallow puts another man down.

“Thank God it wasn’t me” one man said.

The hangman sharply replied, “Next time your dead”.

This eerie trend continued for days,

As the people watched in a fearful gaze.

Until there was only one, one man left standing

With a stumble in his step and a stare so reprimanding.

It was too late though; the damage had been done.

The hangman played his game, and his game had been fun.

So why, why had all this been done?

Was it a lesson or was it for fun?

That’s for you to decide, it is all up to you,

The fate of the world is dependent on your view.