Guillotine

I took myself down to the Guillotine 

laid my neck bare for the freemasonry

push me down and stretch my neck 

over the cold wood of an ancient crest 

Brothers in Arms, Brothers in Power

chop this woman’s neck off for the coward

Off with her head! 

axe me off, axe me out

hide his mistakes, throw away your doubts

me and my Sisters will pay for His sins 

that’s the way it’s always been 

About the Author

Michaela Coll is an English major with a concentration in Creative Writing and a minor in Professional Writing. She enjoys spending time with her family, playing with her dogs and cats, and writing poetry in her free time.