the attack
He was to young
As he wondered down the street with his blood stained shirt,
It was obvious the he was badly hurt,
Yet there was nobody around to come to his aid,
And slowly his life began to fade,
He was to young to be rid of his life,
Just because of a stainless steel knife,
And as he stumbles around in the pouring down rain,
All he can feel is endless pain,
And he tries to find a hospital but he is to late,
The knife had allready sealed his fate,
And he stumbles to the ground and breathes his last breath,
And then theres nothing, nothing but death,
By early morning his body is found,
Sprawled on the floor with blood all around,
And as his soul is carried by a angel up to heaven,
He wonders why this happened to a boy only eleven
The end
(2015)
