Shotgunned Smile.


Shotgunned Smile.  

I stood over
a coffin late today,
of a young man who was
most cruelly gunned down,
to me, he looked
amazingly alive,
but two shotgun blasts
most likely guaranteed,
that he would not
be winking up at me,
a relative by blood,
his now was spilt,
two chest wounds
stopped his heart
and here he lay,
a tiny smile lay bent
to grace his lips,
a shotgunned grimace
left by death's cold face,
he'd fought back against
three that sought to steal,
what he had,
that they craved
enough to kill
his finger rigor mortised
was still crook'd
from the pistol he had
fired back at them,
just 28 and gone
within mere seconds,
almost half his life
was spent being a kid,
underneath his parents roof
and their control,
then for ten short years
he got to roam the world,
but drugs and money
stole from him his soul,
not dead more then one day
so fresh and young,
but no one could breathe
life back into him,
a brief sex life,
his girlfriend she was there
he died protecting her
from murderous lust,
tonight they viewed him
from four until nine,
his friends all came
to visit one more time
than back into the
cooler he was put,
what an awful way
to spend Saturday night,
inside a morgue drawer,
awaiting his grave,
toe tag upon his foot
to mark his name,
his cold hands squeezed by
all who loved him so,
some lipstick on his forehead
from the girls,
he might have loved,
but fate shot him a "No!"
Soon satin and bronze
metal will enclose
his body in it's
frozen last repose,
then dirt and time will
slowly just erase,
the memories of his life,
his handsome face,
six feet of soil
grants his last embrace,
There is no rhyme
nor reason for his death,
thus this poem ends with a sigh,
much like his final breaths.






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seasoning 6 years ago

aw, sad story, but wonderfully told thanks once again for brilliant work

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Lecie 6 years ago

to grim for me...but nicely put. great work.

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ladyjane1 6 years ago from Texas

This reminds me of a cousin of mine that was shot and killed by his brother during an argument and he died so young and there was no rhyme or reason for it at all. Just fate I guess. As always great job.

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