I am hungry, but I do not want to eat.
I am hungry, but I am walking away,
for my tears are falling and my distress is complete,
and a body lays in the gutter,
with its blood spilling onto the street,
and a body now lays cold and lifeless under a white sheet,
someone I do not know but I saw it all happen before me.
I saw the anger,
I saw the rage.
I saw the flash of the gun.
I saw a life.
I saw a life taken away,
and how terrible it was to see such brutality,
and because of it I cannot function,
I cannot erase the screams from my head,
and I am hungry, but I do not want to eat,
and though I am hungry I am walking away,
and my tears are falling, and my distress is complete,
a bloody day,
a day of shock and dismay as a body lays in the gutter,
with its blood spilling onto the street,
and that body,
it now lays cold and lifeless under a white sheet,
and I think of it,
and if it was not for timing it could have been me,
It could have been me, that body laying cold in the street,
another lifeless body in the USA,
another life taken away,
another crime against humanity on a sunny day,
in a not so sunny way,
but bullets in the USA come cheap,
and life is cheap,
and life is far too easily taken these days,
but I am walking away,
for my tears are falling and my distress is complete,
and a body lays in the gutter,
with its blood spilling onto the street,
and the family members are not yet aware,
but there will be hurricanes in their brains,
and trauma beyond words,
trauma beyond words,
to come on a sunny day where evil has had its way,
and left its brutality on display for all to see,
yes, horror, chaos, anger, and death,
gun crime in the USA,
disturbing people regularly,
and appearing far too often on TV.