They say he fell,
Or perhaps was pushed,
Headlong down to hell.
Dashing, smashing, crashing —
A terrible din,
Breaking, puncturing within.
Cracking, splintered bone.
Here today, tomorrow gone.
A crumpled sack,
Limp, and found alone.
They say he fell,
Or perhaps was pushed,
Headlong down to hell.
Dashing, smashing, crashing —
A terrible din,
Breaking, puncturing within.
Cracking, splintered bone.
Here today, tomorrow gone.
A crumpled sack,
Limp, and found alone.