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I can hear gunshots outside by apartment window,
A wife bleeds into a woeful widow.
I can hear agony pouring from the city's streets,
A fantasy come true for the city's creeps.
I close my window and forget about the world outside,
Eyes closed, ignorant mind.

I blink as another falls,
I've become desensitized to the world's problems.
He flies his American flag, patriotically tall,
As blood pours from the targeted hall.
Everything happens for a reason is what they say,
But, as long as they get their way,
They don't care who suffers or who dies,
As long as they don't have to answer to our why's.

I lost a dear friend to a senseless act of violence,
Perished before he even had a chance.
"A good little boy so eager to explore this earth,
Too bad he was found with a blood-soaked shirt".
I'm heartbroken as I write this,
Fifteen years later,
This town can still feel that kid.
I've experienced this shit first hand,
So much for a liberated land.

He isn't coming back,
Everything they touch fades to black.
How could they let someone do that?
It's just so sad, it's too sad.
His grave stands tall in the local cemetery,
As this world continues to wither in misery.