Cut

Cut goes the knife and the life that's directed.
Cut goes the power and the flower that's dejected.

Cut goes the film,
and the light of the day.
Cut goes the budget,
goes the neck,
to the knife that was dawn.

Cut goes the sword,
and the glorious battle.
Cut say the cat to the rat,
and its life.
Cut goes the knife and the life that's directed.
Cut goes the power and the flower that's dejected.
Suspended and mowed,
by a blade, reaped now sowed,
it was cut,
it was sliced,
it was chopped,
it was slithered,
it was lopped,
the blade cropped,
as it cut.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.