The Great Loss: A Boy’s Story
November 30, 2015
He was once jubilant;
He danced with glee.
Now all that happiness has gone free,
Like the leaves in the autumn flow as they please.
With one single bullet it all begun
The only strength left became love.
The love for his family,
His desire to be by their side.
He lives with the sorrow,
The loss of his family
As well as the pain implanted by rage.
Rage between one another leaving marks.
Scars that will someday heal,
But leaving a trace of the horrid memory.