Wasted Life

Wasted life is wasted time. 
Bullet freed can't be undone. 
Method of a senseless crime. 
Muzzle flashing from the gun. 

Screaming curses fill the air. 
No sense is there to be found. 
Silent mouthing of a prayer. 
Lying frozen on bloody ground. 

Riots explode flash to ignite. 
Stand in the shadow of the law. 
Faces glaring out from midnight. 
Pain exposed like a fist to a jaw. 

Lights flashing and sirens wail. 
Helmets looking out over shields. 
Lifeless body of a young male. 
Jack boots stomping killing fields. 

Sweet Charlotte weeps tonight. 
Hold her tight in a gentle caress. 
Find the answers to make it right. 
Lift the feeling of us under duress. 


Written on 9/22/16
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Martin Avatar
March 9, 2017 at 11:37 AM
Repeated thousands of times across the world sadly. Great poem Scott! :-)
Williams Avatar
March 10, 2017 at 1:10 AM
Thanks for taking the time to read my work. This is about the shootings and riots last summer in Charlotte NC.
Gupta Avatar
September 23, 2016 at 6:42 AM
Rude truth in lovely rhythm ...
Williams Avatar
September 24, 2016 at 10:56 PM
Thank you so much for your feedback. I really appreciate it.
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