On Screen

Two newscasters were shot on screen By some crazed gunman, first unseen; And all who saw it were in shock, An image they can never block. Of course, all horror is a draw But I am glad I never saw The bullets hit, the bodies fall; They pulled the footage, after all. My heart goes out to kin and friends, Who’ll see a scene that never ends – Their loved ones taking one last breath, All future plans cut short by death.