Broken and stolen were the dreams of too many today innocent lambs bathed in blood and all for what why my heart will bleed for the lambs but not just for these for the thousands the masses that experience such hatred on a daily basis what it is to be innocent caught within the crossfire, sliced by the shrapnel I pray one day it will stop until then rest in peace little lambs I hope your dreams live on
I cannot make a rhyme or be pretty right now. My heart goes out to each and every person in the world experiencing pain like this.