This wound would be the deepest.
This wound would be the worst.
This wound would test his mortality.
This wound would leave him cursed.
And he knew that it was coming,
And he knew that it would hurt,
And he knew that it would floor him,
And he knew he would hit the dirt.
There was no way to avoid it.
There was nothing he could do.
There was no way to try and stop it.
There was no hope to carry him through.
So he watched the old man dying,
So the old man knew he cared.
So he could savour those last few moments,
So that he knew that his son was prepared.
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