Jan 2016
The one friend I had has just been stabbed
Over something meaningless, petty and sad.
A life has just gone to waste
It has left the earth with all other than grace
What possesses one to commit such a heinous crime?
What choice, what idea, what thought will force this
man to do time?
I stare at the spot with a tear in my eye
Why is it you of all people that had to die?
My best friend, my brother, my partner in crime
I will always remember you, and I'll think about
you
all the time.
Over something meaningless, petty and sad.
A life has just gone to waste
It has left the earth with all other than grace
What possesses one to commit such a heinous crime?
What choice, what idea, what thought will force this
man to do time?
I stare at the spot with a tear in my eye
Why is it you of all people that had to die?
My best friend, my brother, my partner in crime
I will always remember you, and I'll think about
you
all the time.
Silly, simplistic little poem based on a BBC Documentary about police officers. On this particular story, the police were responding to an incident where a 17 year old boy had just been stabbed 7 times. They resuscitated him but he later died.
I tried to put myself in the shoes of his friends who are screaming "I just want to see him".
P.s I've just stopped crying.
I tried to put myself in the shoes of his friends who are screaming "I just want to see him".
P.s I've just stopped crying.
