Executioner

French Revolution themed I guess

The judge gives the order
And I sharpen the blade,
Lay their heads in the guillotine
And for this I am paid.
I feel no remorse
For those in the ground,
Killed by my hand
And the royal crown.
Peasants and beggars
Bishops and saints,
Head on spikes
Blood opaque as paint.
Villages cry as the wheels rattle through,
While the horses wheeze
Bringing hatred as they go.
Soldiers watch for crimes
Punishable by law,
While I sit in the back
Holding my saw.
Someday I too will fall victim to this fate,
For I am the one
All the villagers hate.
But for now I just sit and wait for my orders,
While the people are victimized
By the judges and lawyers.

Reviews

[Lela]

I love this one! Very good job!