Why Poem by Marva Seaton

Bam! Bam! Bam!
Another one go down,
And the morning newspaper,
Headlines scream!
“Man shot dead last night! ”
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Another mother cry,
Another heart know sorrow,
Where will it end?
This senseless killing,
Blood forever spilling,
Who did it?
The question frequently asked,
And often go unanswered,
It must be someone with,
A heart carved from iron,
And a mind made of steel,
And ice-water instead of blood,
Flowing through his veins,
Who would take up a gun,
And senselessly kill his brother!