The government wanted him
But they were wrong
And he'd resist
It used to be
He'd say
A man could walk freely
Could raise a family
Could follow his own path
But now
He was seen as a criminal
For doing what his kin
Had always done
He rose his fist
Screamed his independence
And called for his people
To do the same
Soon he was shackled
Around the wrists
And walked to a gallows
Waiting
For his fate
But at last
He was heard
The people would rise to fight
But he hung
At midnight
And into the wind
He would twist
And shake
