Why Do Innocents Die? Poem by Silver Akira

It's the darkest night,
As if the stars could no longer shine,
Outside a kid sits on the ground and softly sighs,
A lifetime of tears would soon be wasted,
As the childs parents walked up the driveway,
'Get in the house',
They angerly snarl,
In fear the child enters the house,
Only to come face to face,
With a fist to the face,
Blood drips onto the white tile floor,
Even as the kid tries to stand,
The punch had the kid on the floor,
Before the kid could rise,
His father flung him against the wall,
His time was short,
He felt the darkness consuming him,
With one last slam of his head into the wall,
He was gone,
The mother screamed,
Her baby boy had been killed by a man who,
Was supposed to love him,
The dad turned and smiled,
A knife was pulled and she was soon dead,
By the time the police arrived he was already gone,
Leaving behind only two dead bodies,
But nothing more.