Be Where You Should Be, and Nowhere Else

Broken picket fence In sporadic stand Outside this eerie house On a cold misty land Windows lit For many years It's where the killings Leave their tears The lights remain A beacon of life Intruders in the dark Ending lives A tree in naked stance Towers in a darken grey Dead leaves grace her branches No green to decay A normal family evening Pure innocent flow Five souls in contentment In flesh and body blow In hunger for their greed The reapers seeds grow In through the back door Searching as they go Their intention was to rob Self control raged their minds To leave their place of plunder Leave the living lives they find Something snapped inside them Triggers easily squeezed Five hearts beating Lying in deathly wheeze The cost of what they've taken Priced against a life To be somewhere, where they shouldn't be Counting up their strife Many months of policing A courtroom awaits This bravado gang Their future fate The judge has decided On a chair they will sit A lever will announce That's the end of it http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/loss.php