“Please, please” Don’t say a word
Why aren’t you dead, I didn’t see it like this in my head?
Bird without wing beak that will never sing
Blind eye but still it won’t die

Innocence in anguish, Innocence in shame
Two rapid heartbeats beating in pain
What can I do? Stop the pain
I’ll have to kill you all over again
Blood on hand, to ring with finger
Warm gently bundle of feathery fun
Screeching in anguish, it cannot be done
Bird on ground, brick in hand
Hammer with head, dead, dead, dead

Head full of shame, shaking frame
Flickering eyelash, tear stained cheek
Sobbing heart, heavy feet
Sling in the bin with the sin
A bruised heart, now a fresh start
Sorrow to joy; knowing now his catapult was not a toy.
 
kevin your brother
In Christ