An old man watched the news today,
He heard the news reporter say,
Two journalists have been shot dead,
The old man sadly bowed his head,
And tears slid down his wrinkled face,
For dreams the dead could no more chase,
The woman was a bride to be,
The young man had a family,
How cruel the one who gunned them down,
And left the world in grief to drown,
The old man knew too well the cost,
For he had lived what they had lost.