As blood sprays the ground,
I stand,
Gun in hand.

All I see is death;
Now that I’m here,
I am in this war.

Blood and limbs fly.
I am surrounded,
With the shouts of death,
And the shouts of pain.

I close my eyes to wonder.
I close my eyes to think;
A sudden chill overcomes me,
A sudden silence falls.


We’ll never be heard,
until we speak.
Nothing will end,
until we shout.

People die,
for others to live.
People live,
having seen others die.

We’ll never be heard,
until we speak.
Nothing will end,
until we shout.

A drop of blood,
Pulses from my heart.
I fall to the ground,
Clutching my chest.

The gun I’ve regretted,
Drops down by my side.
The pain that I’ve felt,
Slowly fades from my mind.

I fall,
Dead and motionless.

*One more ribbon,
hanging from a mother’s door.
One more funeral,
for friends to attend.

We’ll never be heard,
until we speak.
Nothing will end,
until we shout.

Cancer has taken away your own life
And I am left alone to find closure.
You had a good life despite all your strife
You have finally met your composure.

The stress that you added to my whole clan
Is something that I will never forget.
Remember how you told the muffin man
Is what causes my eyes to get all wet.

Seeing what was so important to you,
You begin to seem even more insane.
However much you though of as a few,
Keep memories of you on your chain.

Loosing you has been harder than I thought,
And I’m remembering more than I ought.