Her beating heart lie on the floor;
a mass of people watched in horror.
Her blood pooled out so slick and red;
they tried so greatly to ignore it.
She turned herself on to her knees;
she crawled along to try grab it.
But it was faster than her listless pace;
it slipped away like a scared rabbit
He broke out of the gasping crowd;
with tender hands he tried to claim it.
She watched as he worked gently;
being careful not to maim it.
He slipped it back into her chest;
then stitched her up with tender care.
He pulled her back on to her feet;
so she could finally breathe the air.