Belsan

This was written for the Belsan Tragedy.... Mother Earth has completed the cycle of the sun Searing agony; blackened dreams Freewill has been undone Vivid memories tainted by blood Megalomaniacs on the prowl, charging through doorways Altering course of lives Masters of predation Masters of the gun Masters of deprivation No need to pull a con Guns, robes, identity (un) known Hunted by all Entrapped by none Three day of terror Families' oppignerate If the sun should rise again We'll never congregate Just like Icarius Who flew from Crete on wings The sun indeed did rise Alas! The sea beckoned as well What was the purpose I wonder, or am I an ignorant fool? Multiple lives lost to plunder Still I say, what was the use?