Murder

Sunday had dawned clear, bright The greenery was a delight Many people outside Walking dogs or on a bike ride

How can we understand If ‘twas spontaneous or planned? There is much disbelief A family’s now filled with deep grief

Local community Face up to this reality Seeing swarms of police Finding evidence piece by piece

How odd these days have been Living so close to the crime scene Yet things are much the same I didn’t even know his name

A life has been snuffed out A life has gone Because of what Other people have done

A field so full of life A field so free That has now lost Some of its liberty

A people now afraid A people ask Why did this man Suddenly have to die?