O Mighty Tree
Here I am,
Flesh and bone.
Wood and rot
I turn to stone.
"O mighty tree,
Surrender thee!
We only want your sap."
Life I fear,
Your end draws near.
They are on to the attack.
The blood of my life,
Drawn gently with a knife.
O, the end is near.
I feel it now,
Sap dripping down.
"So this is it" I think.
Well do the deed,
And do it quick.
My blood drips down,
It makes me sick.
One final hack,
The girls step back.
Satisfied with their work.
But here I am,
Soaked in blood.
Nearly dead,
But not quite yet.
Flesh and bone.
Wood and rot
I turn to stone.
"O mighty tree,
Surrender thee!
We only want your sap."
Life I fear,
Your end draws near.
They are on to the attack.
The blood of my life,
Drawn gently with a knife.
O, the end is near.
I feel it now,
Sap dripping down.
"So this is it" I think.
Well do the deed,
And do it quick.
My blood drips down,
It makes me sick.
One final hack,
The girls step back.
Satisfied with their work.
But here I am,
Soaked in blood.
Nearly dead,
But not quite yet.