DEATH DECIDES LIFE

Standing in the silhouette
She thinks of the tourniquet
Blood rushes out, draining her life
Still doesn’t think of demise
Hoping this rage would take over
To forget all her misery

If death is something to be feared
& your life is not so surreal
Keep breathing, for life can turnover
Well death you will still fear
She stands still in the red sand
No tears in her eyes & thoughts out of hand
She has cut & bruised herself
But never believed she’d die helpless
Her limbs are nailed to the rotten wood
In the silhouette motionless she stood

If death is something to be feared
& your life is not so surreal
Keep breathing, for life can turnover
Well death is certain, she does not fear
Why should anyone die like this?
With nailed ankles & bloody wrists
Going closer saw it wasn’t a woman
With a thorn crown, it is beyond being human.

Keep breathing, for life can turnover
Well death is certain, He does not fear