Escaped By A Whisker
When law and order broke down on the street,
And madness drove the mob with no retreat,
They tore the city's heart with fire and claw,
Youth in recklessness thrills, yearn for war.
But only those who've witnessed war's cruel face,
Can truly cherish all that peace can embrace.
A youngster clamoring for battles to wage,
Knows not that war brings death and endless rage.
Until, suddenly, hundreds fall before your eyes,
And by a mere whisker, you escaped demise,
A bullet spins past, grazing your ear,
And you question yourself, Am I still here?
Or have I gone there, into the great beyond,
Where souls depart, where life shred its bond
Then you pinch your cheek, to feel your own skin,
To confirm you're alive, and not a ghost within.
Only then will you begin to comprehend,
The true worth of life, preserved from reckless end.
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