Bled Through
Cut…carved-
Out deep-
Bled through-
Cored to bone-
Bruised in spirit-
Standing alone.
They smile-
All butchers-
With deceiving eyes.
Turn not your back-
Listen not to their lies.
Cut…carved out deep.
No more to give-
Nothing left to keep.
J. Allen Wilson © 3/28/2011
Nothing left to keep.
Frightening thought in these painfully crafted lines.
-gene.
Christine