Boston’s streets are stinking-

Streaked with gallons of innocent blood

An child takes his final breath

A selfless runner palms her nub-

And I think to myself,

What a wonderful world.

 

Children huddle in a classroom corner

Together closed in tight

Shots spew out

Young blood coats walls

Police are dispatched

A young father bawls-

And I think to myself,

What a wonderful world.

 

Shrieks echo throughout a movie theater

Fear and blood smell stronger than popcorn

Bullets tear through ticket holders

Who wish that they were never born-

And I think to myself,

What a wonderful world!

 

Runners with their blood

Pumping rapidly through their chests

Bound purposely past the finish line

Faster - faster - FASTER!

Refusing to rest

Knowing their brothers and sisters

Took injury running the very same course,

So they race to donate a gift to them-

Their own ruby red life force

And I think to myself,

What a wonderful world.

 

Prayer is offered

For a villain's family

From the weeping father who lost his son

After his baby boy met his end

At the end of the aforementioned villain's gun

And I think to myself,

What a wonderful world.

 

In that Colorado theater

Where rounds discharge

Patrons look up above,

Many lay down their lives

So that those whom they love

Just might survive this night

And I think to myself,

What a wonderful world!

 

I see hatred on this planet,

Evil, anger, and misery too,

And though I know it’s nothing new,

I still weep, wonder, and ask myself,

“How will I ever make it through?”

Then from a wash of red tragedy

Arises a beacon of gold from the human race,

So tears of hope river down my face,

And I think to myself,

What a wonderful world.