May 4th, 1970A Poem by Max MooreAll they wanted was for this to end For the bombs to stop dropping Cascading the jungle in flames A crowd like any other Simply asking for change But you silenced them Barrels in the air Took four lives in Ohio Not a sentence given No blame was placed They let you go on with your lives As though everything was the same Four families torn apart Because you ruined them Was it worth it? Innocent blood on your hands Four bodies hit the pavement And you still sit on your couches You remained the same While four bodies lay under the spring sunlight © 2019 Max Moore |
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Added on June 25, 2019 Last Updated on June 25, 2019 AuthorMax MooreVancouver, British Columbia, CanadaAboutI'm a music loving teenager from Vancouver who likes playing guitar, video games and sometimes writes short stories. more..Writing
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