by the glare
in the sky he couldn't bare
to look;
he couldn't do it
to cut the string
The stare took his life
As fast as a sting
So it hangs
The dreadful eye
Watching him branch
Out towards the sky
And many came
All to see
The hand that tried to cut the string
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 1:55 AM UTC
by the glare
in the sky he couldn't bare
to look;
he couldn't do it
to cut the string
The stare took his life
As fast as a sting
So it hangs
The dreadful eye
Watching him branch
Out towards the sky
And many came
All to see
The hand that tried to cut the string
A poem i did a long time ago, related to a piece of art my friend did.
