06/16/11 - 9:58am
Death.
There is a lingering gunshot
That breaks the stillness,
Spreading ripples of fear
Down the very core of my spine.
The shouts of the living
Mingling with the screams of the dying
Chase away the peace this land
Might otherwise hold for me.
Despair.
Alas! This is a dreadful time
I will not be ashamed of the sobs
That now rack my body
Due to the shocking visions I have witnessed.
Death surrounds me;
Even now I hear the labored breathing
Of a horse that has been wounded...
This noble steed just took his last breath.
Hopelessness.
