Valleys of green and black pass the eye <br />Stone surrounds while blue is up high <br />Water cools soft feet of budging tike <br /> Another year of content hiked <br /> <br /> Happiness passed like pillars of Rome <br />Then awaked the babe to a lovely tome <br />Little hills and valleys started to rise <br />The fall of forever was a surprise <br /> <br />Love stabs the young strong shell <br />First dreams arise of hell <br />Years pass, inflictions take toll <br />The pain hurts like burning coal <br /> <br />Cries in morn, wails in eve’ <br />To a rusted knife he did cleave <br />Wanting to live, ready to cut <br />No more walk, impale the gut<br /><br />Harry Robbins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/impale-the-gut/
