the music beating loudeveryone dancing
the music beating loud
everyone dancing along
then soon everything getting to wild
when they heard the sound of the gun they knew something was wrong
bodies everywhere
more than most people can bare
pushing shoving to escape not playing fair
your curiousity tells you to look back and you accept that dare
blood wide eyes and screams breaking through the air
walking crawling running
stepping and tripping upon a dead pair
hidding and jogging
when death lingers in the air does anyone around care
This poem is about:
My country
Our world