The Blood Never Leaves the Blade
( i didn't know, i didn't know )
" Dead is dead, " Mamma told me, as she cleaned up the
corpse of the first rabbit I killed.
( the shame i felt was unbearable )
" it doesn't matter if you did it on accident, "
( i felt dirty, the kill happened so fast )
" but it does matter what you didn't bother..."
( i should've known better, mamma )
" to check its tag to see that it was our pet, Fluffy. "
( i guess my wooden sword is stained )
" Oops, " I said.
The blood never leaves the blade.