Tonight,
The mahjiang tables went silent.

Tonight,
The barbeque didn’t taste as swell.

Tonight,
Old mothers huddled and hugged their children.

And tonight,
Not a firework’d be heard.

Tonight,
He’d betrayed her.

Tonight,
She’d never let go.

Tonight,
Crimson could only answer.

Tonight,
She’d live.

And tonight,
He wouldn’t.

*There was a ****** just down the block tonight; guess I'm a tad guilty of gossip? You be the judge.