Wisdom called but fell on deaf ears

Fallen asleep in the garden as the wolves appeared

You work your plan crafted with skill

Scaled their eyes they can't see you kill

Promising fulfillment

Bringing emptiness and pain

Knocked unconscious the loss is your gain

Feeling the result falling so fast

Has it tasted bad enough, will this season last?

MERCY

None in you

The KILLING

You see it through

STRIKING

I'm out of breath

SURELY

Seeking only my death