Why Does Death Come Today
By the side of the loch,
The wind blows a gale.
The man who is wild,
runs following a trail.
He howls and he shouts,
With a club in his hand.
He cries in the night
In this Nothern land.
The cottage is near
No windows or door.
In this shell of a house,
Dogs growl on the floor.
The man who is wild,
approaches the scene.
Both dogs run for cover.
This master is mean.
Joe sits on a chair.
He is naked and cold.
The man from the loch,growls.
As things now unfold.
What has he done,
To be tortured today?
And who is this man,
Who treats him this way?
"Who are you? Who are you"?
The man shouts to Joe.
"If you tell me the truth
I may let you go".
With car leads in hand,
The man now strikes out.
The sparks fly around.
He ignores Joe's loud shout.
Joe's 'private's are grabbed,
By the electrical fields.
"I'll ask you no more"
Joe stares, then just squeals.
Joe wakens up,
It's just been a dream.
His eyes open slowly
To a terrible scene.
A gun by his head,
His wife looking down.
"You will cheat me no more"
She said with a frown.
The last thing Joe sees,
Is the barrel of a gun.
His last word was "No"
It was to late to run.
Copyright © George Mcdougall | Year Posted 2008
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