Here, under the weight of an unknown sentence, <br />under the lead and the slate of the sky, <br />someone boozes and babbles to the silence, <br />but I'm not sure who, though together we die. <br /> <br />Here, under the weight of a sharpened axe, <br />under an executioner's tearless eye, <br />someone waits and prays and desperately asks <br />clinging faithfully to an age-old lie. <br /> <br />Here, under the weight of a knotted rope, <br />under the narrowing noose of his crime, <br />someone thinks and disbelieves, full of hope: <br />forever lasts only as long as time.<br /><br />Leo Yankevich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/here-under-the-weight/
