Angels lanterns shining from the velvet night time sky, <br />spangled from the banners held aloft, <br />shining in the places, where life has passed men by, <br />kissing grey walled cells, with its silver oh so soft. <br /> <br />Sparkling in the starlight is a tear about to fall, <br />from a man whose lost his pride, his name, his hope, <br />ashamed of fear he turns his tear stained face towards the wall, <br />for soon he knows he'll lose his life, upon the hangmans rope <br /> <br />The shadows creep so slowly with the passing of the moon, <br />and stealthy footsteps sound outside his cell, <br />and he knows the dawn will break, with the cock crow very soon, <br />when he'll start his trapdoor journey into hell...<br /><br />Laurie hill<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/awaiting-dawn-2/
