There you lay,
On your back, still as a stump,
Just like it, you had been cut from this world
Harsh for its suddenness, you were hushed nonetheless.
There you lay,
One arm half up, one already resigned to fate,
Head cold as ice, legs stiff as a board,
Closed eyes, slipped into the next world.
There you lay,
Giant of a man, giraffe height to boost,
A ticking time bomb, in form of your generous but weak heart,
Had just given in.