Snuffed out like a
candle,
Amidst a rain of
hate,
Massacred innocence,
Scripts a tale of
fate,
Fate you blindly
nurtured,
Hate allowed to
grow,
Pierced by the
bullets,
Bullets that you
sowed,
Hurled into the
abyss,
Your future
bleeding dead,
Poisoned by the
venom,
Of the snakes you
bred,
Will this mark the
end?
Or will darkness
remain?
Will you drop the
knife?
Or will hatred
reign?
Will you finally
cleanse?
And let enmity
erode?
Weed out all the
bombs,
And bullets that
you sowed.