A
rope around his neck
He
hasn't pleaded his innocence
He
thinks he will escape
The
harsh punishment
He
stands on a high stool
With
his toes barely touching it
His
hands behind his back
He
looks ahead fear nothing
Maybe
he says his short prayer
But
God isn't listening
He
is busy looking at a glow
The
sound of devotees praying
The
man looks around
Trying
his best to stay calm
A
black dog suddenly appears
He
is afraid the dog will kick the stool
Outside
the sky turns dark
The
loud thunder hits the ground
The
black dog jumps and runs
Accidentally
hit the stool
“No!”
the man feels his weight
Dangling
by the rope on the beam
He
struggles to get free
It's
only his soul manages to escape
The
black dog looks up
“Sorry
man it wasn't me!
It
was the thunder causing it
You
better slap him when you are there”
The
man struggles
The
tea lady manages to save him
She
puts back the stool
He
sighs his relief
“What
happen to you?
You
aren't going to kill yourself are you?”
The
man tries to look down at you
“Me?
I live life lady!
You
think you can cut me down?”
“Oh
I don't know
I
am just a tea lady
I
am not going to mess in your world”
“No
no you are good
There
is a knife on kitchen table
You
go there pick it up and cut me loose
It's
that simple!”
The
tea lady laughs
“Me
no offering help mister!
I
don't want to get mix up in your world”
She
walks to the door
The
man shouts back at her
“Please
don't go!
I
give you a million
Just
cut me loose!”
The
tea lady turns around
“I
can't take your money
It
will make me worst than you
I
rather be a tea lady
Not
like you hanging there
Money
you have
But
you can't get yourself free!
I
am going out from here”
“No!
Please don't go!
I
know I am wrong
I
am the great pretender
Now
look at me!
Hanging
by a rope
One
mistake all it takes
My
life will be gone!”
The
door closes
He
is alone with his fear
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