You steal another life
What do you feel empty joy
He wasn’t just a body
He had a soul
He had family that loved him, a future goal
What does a human life mean to you
Nothing at all
You hunt in packs, gutless act
What do you gain from taking a life
How do you sleep at night
Do you see his face when you close your eyes
Does his cries echo in your ears
Do you think YOUR is conscience clear
What runs through your mind when your all alone
When your friends are not there
Do you care
Is the bravado still the same
Lying alone in the dark
With blood on your hands
By Beverley Gibson
