The Dead and the Dying

A deep cut
A gaping wound
Damn the cut
Damn the wound
Body broken
Limbs limp
A simple token
A small gimp
So weak so fragile
So shrouded and beguiled
A tear
A scream
Release me from this place
An old life cut free
Body as an empty case
Dead like the gray tree
Roots destroyed
Blood left a stain
He journeys on
But I remain