one more murder

 

Roses lain in the gutter

of a dirty city street

Red as the blood

that stained it nights before

No one saw it happen

only heard the shot

Shook their heads at what happened

such a young woman shouldn't be dead

The anger flares briefly in the world

how can this be prevented they ask

But then it passes on to something else

as she passed on from this life to the next

Memories are left with her friends

her loss they'll mourn for long

  one

  more

  life

  taken

And all that remains

are roses in the gutter