Hindsight

When someone is murdered Is it not someone’s………………. Father or mother Son or daughter Aunt, uncle, cousin………….. Husband or wife Was it someone who was loved In many different ways By many different people Taking one life Destroys the very fabric of existence for many others Did they deserve to die ? And if they did Was it your right to do it to them When you murder someone, you are playing God You have the power of life and death right in your hand At your very fingertip Just aim and squeeze It’s just that easy Someone somebody knows Has just fallen Because of our insane fascination with guns The power over another existence Bought, sold and paid for Is any of this sinking in ? I doubt it ! Eric (and sometimes not)