With a simple Child like smile The axe man says Please come out and play It’s such a nice day I don’t know what to think He has laid the axe to me So many times I am afraid But he seems so nice today He beckons me Like he cares And I want to believe More than anything I want to believe That he really cares for me Nervous and afraid Head looking down Like I am the one Who should be ashamed I step out Trying to look up Without lifting my head He has that same child like smile But there is a different look in his eyes There is great delight in his heart For the pain He is about to inflict on me The mighty axe Lays to my root Cutting me down again Leaving me laying in my blood To hurt to cry To weak to fight The axe man got Exactly what he wanted He only hurt my body But he killed my hope As always if you were told to walk up to door, be the first to leave. Stand like a proud peacock for the whole world to see and then you were told to step down to get out of the way for the people who really count then this poem is for you. Haha this poem really is for a couple of my friends. :) and me