Late Night Poems

5

Ink.
Ink is used to memorialize stories
Good or bad
For better or worse
But some stories
The ones where people say
"Poor people,"
And think
"Glad it wasn't me"
Those stories
Might as well've been written in blood.
The blood that flowed through the victims
Who everyday have to live with the reminder
That their bad story
Is good buisness for the papers.
What if that blood was yours?
Would you still want the blood stained page,
To run in tomorrow's news?