Running Red

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by lanaia74, Nov 2, 2006.

  1. lanaia74

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    I really hate to be the bearer of bad news, but today our dear friend was killed
    Even though her profession was selling her bodily wares, this was no reason for her to die
    Our friend see paid the ultimate bill
    All I can do is ask myself a thousand whys.

    I think this act was inhuman because she was so young and sweet
    Never intentionally hurting a thing
    The only flaw I knew of, was what she had to do in the streets
    After being thrown away by a family of which she desperately wanted to cling.

    No human had the right to pass judgment on her
    Someone snuffing out her young life without a care
    Not asking why she took the path of the cauldron she had to stir
    Not thinking about her feelings,wants, or cares.

    They took her young life no questions asked
    I was told she was stabbed over and over again
    They said by the looks of things, this event was a very heavy task
    What type person would play such a sick game?

    I walk into the kitchen, where you are washing your hands
    Not noticing at first the running water had turned red
    How on earth did you get blood on your hands?
    I think there has been enough done and said.
     

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