Cheating Death

Life continues oozing out of me, Like the sap from a wounded tree. But no one seems to hear my plea, Oh! I know not what to do! I search in vain to find the tear, My soul cries out but no one cares. With upward eyes I utter swears, Oh! I know not what to do! I hear the tolling bells for me, My troubled soul prepares to flee. While the grand reaper grins at me, Oh! I know not what to. There! I found the tear in me, And now I hear my life's decree. For faith is leaking out of me, Oh! I know now what to do.