The innocence of the world is rapidly fading,
Hearts of a minority are undoubtably aching,
Lives are being taken by a fatal weapon,
Flesh being broken within the means of a second.

A social panic is spread vastly amongst many,
Where is the remorse, if there even is any?
With the increase of statistics of the knife crime rate,
Choose to love in a society filled with hate.

Flowers are lovingly placed on freshly laid ground,
My heart; listen, can you hear it pound,
Mine still beats but another has been silenced,
Ironically so by an ongoing act of heartless violence.