poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2007


Pool of blood
Gather some more
Gather us all
Spread on the floor

Pool of blood
Open up wider
Show us the wound
The one has moved higher

Pool of blood
The slaughter has stopped
The carnage is gone
The deathrate has dropped!

Pool of blood
Shrink together once more
And let the wound heal
That we all died for.