Holy Crow! He found his voice!
He chose the path he feared to take!
He spoke right up and made his choice
For good or ill, that’s no mistake!
Despite the odds of his worst fear
He chose the path that led to life!
He took a knee and called her near
And asked her if she’d be his wife!
Awaiting horror and broken heart
He held his breath for her response!
As candles guttered in fit and start
He got his answers all at once!
Because I’m cruel, I’ll let you wonder
Is his heart whole, or rent asunder?