Red-Skinned Scapegoat

Shackled and confined within this tiny cell
 I await punishment for a crime I did not commit
 Flies and rats accompany me here
 The bars gleam moist with condensation
 As I sit throughout my last sunrise
 This tiny island was called Admiral when I first arrived
 Now it's overpopulated and infested
 Framed for murder
 Another red-skinned scapegoat
 My hatred of diversity condemned me
 The man they believed I killed
 Was sitting at peace when he was shot in the back
 His dining room table became his deathbed
 Flimsy evidence supporting an airtight case
 The murder weapon misplaced
 Fallen coincidentally to the bottom of the lake
 His wife glared at me in the courtroom
 A devilish stare I will never forget
 Her tear-streaked face radiated with a glint of hope
 As the judge revealed his verdict
 So now I wait as the sun slowly rises
 Counting on my last hours
 Pleading for forgiveness
 Although I am guiltless
 The time has now arrived they are standing outside my chamber
 The noose has been set and the crowd has gathered
 The noon sun blinds me as I approach the gallows
 So much that I can't see my family weeping at the back of the square
 Tied and bound with a burlap sack over my head
 I can only hear what they are doing to me
 The last thing I perceive is the gasp of the crowd
 Just before the rope swings taut
 Framed for murder
 Another red skinned scapegoat
 Left to hang
 In another man's place
 Framed for murder
 Another red skinned scapegoat
 Eternal red skinned scapegoat