Staring Like A Deer Caught In The Headlight. Poem by Ariel Morris

Staring like a deer caught in the headlight,
You were taken from us, one of the few;
Run, run away from the hideous light.

Though sky's cried and the dark roared, you were right;
And now your eyes burn like the moon anew;
Staring like a deer caught in the headlight.

Hood up, hair down, your eyes gone from the sight,
Your fear must have shown in the vivid street hew;
Run, run away from the hideous light.

And you who lived life to its fullest height,
Ran down you number before it was due;
Staring like a deer caught in the headlight.

Dead men who see you there let there be light,
To show your mind in flight seeing the blue;
Run, run away from the hideous light.

And you my friend here no longer fly kites;
Look down on us and laugh at our pity pews;
Staring like a deer caught in the headlight.
Run, run away from the hideous light.