Names In the Night

Bullet scarred walls screamed their names in the night; Men who had been targeted for no fault of their own. Sirens blasted the silence as we watched their souls rise, for their final call; Too many brave officers cut down in their prime. No amount of reparation or jury decree, can ever again give witness, to the love we have lost; Loved ones taken forever, to a much higher plane. Repercussions from politics, reverberations from the streets; Each side has a story, with many shades in- between. Killing's not the answer, it will never be - Bullet scarred walls screamed their names in the night.