The body says nothing

Naked axe man behind bush!
Naked axe man behind bush!
I taught my parrot well,
my trusty alarm and protector.

The naked axe man looked shocked
and as I stabbed at him,
he fell, heavy, in slow motion
landing, face down, on my stone floor.

His eyes, wide open, staring,
but his body said nothing
with the deafening sound of death
when death first steals the soul.