The honorless, you sit in a pathetic pool of shit. <br />You think you took the one I love? You fool! <br />You don't have a clue of what's important to me. <br />You think you rake me over coals? <br />I'll let you believe that as you bleed to death. <br />Pulled across the razors edge. <br />Drawn and quartered. <br />With your head stuck on the end of a spear. <br />I stroll by and pay homage to the fallen hero.<br /><br />John DeBona<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pulled-across-the-razors-edge/
