Shots fired sirens rang, bodies fell lives 

faded cars rushed, tears poured

respect paid, acquaintances prayed

promises were made only some were 

kept. Conditions remained tomorrow's 

theme renamed some were shocked 

others expected, yesterdays tears 

turned into today's laughs, lives 

forgotten until more shots were fired. 

And today more tears were counted all in 360.

The End

0 comments about this poem Feed