• A dark alley,
    A stream of blood,
    I was in the rally,
    Hatred's Flood.
    It poured through the street,
    Through fists and screams,
    I could only try to creep,
    To, seep through the seems.
    But the faces I'd see,
    My heart was racing...
    I hated them all, and they hated me.
    Even my friends, my friends we're facing.
    It lasted so long,
    The moon gripped the sun,
    Hatred's song,
    But the winner - the one with the gun.
    But who was it, that ceased the mayhem?
    Who caused the bloodshed to pause?
    I didn't know, for I fled from them...
    I wasn't for any cause.
    My panting breath, intrigued by a door.
    My hand pressed on it, and dropped to the floor.
    In relief, anger, and sorrow.
    For I knew,
    This would resume tomorrow.