My heart is on a pike,
In the middle of a construction site,
Dripping blood and beating hurts,
A crowd around the pike cavorts.
They leer and sneer and take delight,
In my pain, anguish and my fools attempt to fight,
Their screams echo through the night,
I will not live to see daylight.
How did I get trapped in the mess?
One foolish dream, Courage of those who know less,
If only I had listened, Took heed of those who know,
Too late, Close my eyes, Prepare to go.
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