A many splendored thing

Written by: Leonard Taormina

               
Shattered in pieces and scattered about;
While a heart bleeds profusely anguish speaks out.

How did this happen was he not a good man?
Are we watching him dying from here where we stand?

As blood flows in crimson from the cut of her knife;
Betrayed and abandoned by a woman called wife.

In another man’s arms she slips out of sight;
She did what she had to because she wants him tonight.

Struggling to get up from the place where he fell;
He remembers those words “created in hell”