He was torn apart
Each of his inches
No words spoken
None came to interest
The memory looms
Soaked in crimson
Of the day peace was broken
Without something to fix it
The entry wounds
Made emergency exits
Pieces on the pavement
Nothing to connect with
Red roped velvet
Trailing the tragedy
Roses on a casket
Bodies from the battle scene
It’s sad to see so many souls
Come and go these days
Followed without answers
For the questions that he raised
Gotta be a better place
Reassurance to himself
Mind going blank
As his eyelids fell
-WildFievel