Rat 3: Die/Actions

the final verse of my 3 part thing...with this I shall return to writing more often

can you think a little longer?
give us your blood
the sun close down upon your sunset
you last run ended predictably
chase your wildest angers
stretch to fill your biggest holes
the water pours
and the hue in your eyes drain
you are no god
you don't deserved this cry I echo for you
you cannot longer think
your last act will not be yours
you are dying
you are dead rat.