Connie's Poem Poem by mark king

Connie's Poem



Brilliant words made of love,
decay in a blur of rage
and in-perfection.

A family is broken
as the trigger is pulled
and the unmindful bullets fly.

Compassion and lies have met.
Righteousness and discord have kissed.

As she fades in deaths handcuffs
Love slips away.

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