Destruction
They wander through in the darkness of the night,
Cowards who hide from the daytime light,
Ripping the ground with their bikes and cars,
Leaving the families with many scars.
Markers and grave stones smashed and ruined,
All because they enjoy what they're doing,
No rhyme or reason of the destruction doing,
The shattered families are not the only ones losing.
Copyright © Judith Kerttula | Year Posted 2018
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