The Victim

The Victim

The masked man approached the victim

In his hand a knife gleams

Placing the blade upon the skin

While the victim is lost in dreams

The masked man cuts the flesh

Dividing muscle, tendon, and bone

And through it all the victim lay

Without a whimper, without a moan

The masked man is dispassionate

While he destroys the fleshly life

Coldly, calmly, professionally

He battles the victim in silent strife

The victim resisted the attack

Until the masked man was done

Then the surgeon took off his mask

And announced that the cancer was gone

-Chip Gruver