Broke Down Crying Poem by Liz Eckel

The mass had started
everyone came,
we all knew our lives won't be the same.

As soon as the music started we all broke down crying.

We came to realize
he had a hard life,
Almost as if his heart had been stabbed with a knife.

As soon as the music started we all broke down crying.

At least he became friends with his brother again
for the very last time,
but later on had commited
what some call a crime.

and when it was over there we're still teardrops
they had came from the sky.

- Dedicated to: Robert Eckel