A thug

Street DRUGS are sold on a corner downtown
by armed THUGS with stolen Guns:
Tempers flare,a Fight erupts,and Bullets fly.

One bleak day I lay down to die
yet as I lay there I wondered why
the sun was bright
up in the sky
yet I was low
Why.
Oh why
did I live a lie?

A CROWD gathers at the scene and
with a LOUD siren ambulance and police Arrive
to Strap a body on a Stretcher for the Hospital drive

I felt myself seeping into a crack
in the walkway beneath my back
people stood around
shouting at me
yet I was mute
Why.
Oh why
did I want to cry?

Tears FLOW onto a casket
as people KNOW its the Last they'll see of Him
in this World
-they say goodbye

When they realized that I was gone
the strangers shrugged and carried on
they made a memorial
with my name
yet I was gone
Why.
Oh why
did I have to die?