A Sacrificial Lamb
White daisy's in a wicker basket
graced the tiny metal casket
where his lifeless body now lay..
Family and friends wrought with grief
shook their heads in disbelief
as he was only ten years to the day...
His story made the news
with it's all familiar tragic hues
and the politicians had their say...
People gathered on that street
lighting candles, placing wreaths
in remembrance of where he was slayed...
The sun still shines on this space
his spilt blood cleansed to not a trace
but what a price his community has paid...
What kind of world have we created
when young lives can be negated,
falling victim to gun violence every day...
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2019
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