The Walk Of Sorrow Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Oh how cold it has got tonight.
Even as fire lights the sky.
A canvas of destruction.
An abolished future,
A little boy walks the streets searching for food for his sister.
He steps in the wrong place and boom he's gone.
I have been covered in his entrails and I never wanted to be.
His sister will die.
And their not really anything I can do because I don't know where she is.
God if you hear me.
I'm sorry I didn't search fast enough.
I'm sorry I couldn't hear her cries.
I'm sorry I couldn't catch her tear dropp as she made her last unanswered plea.
Born in sin.
Live in sin.
Die in sin.
Where it begins it will also come to an end.