I am outraged by George Zimmerman getting off scott clean for what he did to travon martin. all I can really say is that time goes on.
when the leaves fall and the trees all die; time goes on.
when the gods cry and the world stands still; time goes on.
when the world turns dark and the sun is extinguished; time goes on.
when a child cries alone because his parents are gone; time goes on.
when all hope seems lost and the end is nigh; time goes on.
when the dead lie unavenged and the guilty unpunished; time goes on.
a guilty man walks free and his victim, dead.
a young boy lies underground, no hope for his life.
a country lies fallen in ashes and dust.
a lone wolf cries out to the pack he has lost.
an infant lies in a dumpster alone;
her body now lifeless, bitter and cold.
a forest burns down; its green emeralds tarnished.
an ocean dries up and the fish gasp for air.
lifes sentence cut short, by the scissors of despair.
a play unfinished, begins to end.
time goes on, as does the wind.
what the winds may carry, to their desire unknown.
comets tease the skies, stars will fall.
while the pain lies deeper than the blade can cut,
the innocent suffer and the guilty get up.
a man leaves a courthouse no different than before.
poor travon lies dead on the floor.
a boy, not a man, cut short in his prime.
a man, NO A MONSTER! who wont give a dime.
George Zimmerman will pay for his wrongs that night.
no man can withstand the hammers might.
when darkness prevails and justice fails,
the pain hits hard like pins and nails.
when all hope seems gone and all is lost.
time WILL go on, deaths scythe is tossed.
but next time the man whose head will fall;
will be the one who started it all.
when the darkness' flow is replaced with light; time goes on.
when the moon is gone and so is the night; time goes on.
when the blood of the innocent is washed by tears; time goes on.
when the guilty fry and the victors cheer; time goes on.
when an innocent boy becomes a man among gods; time goes on.
when the truth breaks out despite the odds; time goes on.
when the world screams for vengeance and the skies turn red; time goes on.
time.
goes.
on.
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