Why

Bam, bam, bam,
Another one goes down,
And the morning newspaper,
Headline scream,
‘Man shot dead last night!’
Bam, bam, bam,
Another mother cries,
Another heart knows sorrow,
Where will it end?
This senseless killing,
Blood forever spilling,
Who did it?
The question frequently asked,
And often go unanswered,
It must be someone with,
A heart carved from stone,
And a mind made of steel,
And ice water instead of blood,
Flowing through his veins
Who would take up a gun,
And senselessly kill his brother!

Author: marvaseaton

Marva Seaton is a Mom, Author, Blogger, and Poet. She is passionate about issues concerning woman and tries to highlight stories of those suffering abuse. She strongly believes in fairness, equality, and the empowerment of women. View all posts by marvaseaton