Unbearable
Silent tears are wept as the world around you slept feeling like hours when only moments have crept, holding it tightly your sanity kept. How can this be, you want to know why as your family member in the morgue lie; far too much life left to die never to fill this void you cry. It's gone way past a sad affair loved ones dying, just not fair not safe in the streets, schools, church, nowhere, when bullets start to fly to late to care.The taking of life is not a game on a bullet there is no name; so many lives shattered what a shame yet it continues on the same. Waking this morning to go to the store never knowing he'll see his family no more. He won a fight a month ago the loser was simmering sore, he chose that morning to settle the score. Worked a double just getting off work, just want to get home, tired, not alert never noticed what around the corner lurk, a stick up kid wilds out and murk. Playing outside she was just a child in the sun. Corner boys had the fiend on the run they didn't realize he had a gun when a body fell; she was the one. On his way home no stress no strife how would he know those kids carried a knife; City police called to inform his wife they wanted his money but settled for his life. As the tears stream down your face the memories and pain can not be erased no matter the time, distance nor space lost love never to be replaced. Yes he hustled and use to sling turned his life around for love, a better thing, intending on buying his lady that ring; a player in the game felt he was still competition shot him on the spot his life ending. The breaking and entering went array nobody should be home, everyone is away, the man of the house was sick that day, when he shot that kid the police said okay. God have mercy on our children today we watch them grow up and around the way being charged as adults they have to pay with weapon in hand and a no love mentality. You can cry all day cry all night get angry ticked off, want to fight; play the blame game from dark till light all said and done it's still not right. You got to wake up before too late too many lives ruined through greed and hate time's running out no time to wait time to stop this madness of this deteriorating fate. Hear my words it doesn't make sense these untimely deaths this trend towards violence. I see your tears you have my heartfelt condolence for those who have past on a moment of silence.
Copyright © Karen Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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