Boston Marathon Bombings
Learn more about other poetry terms
April 15, 2013
A date that will be etched into my mind for all of eternity
A day that began with cheering and joy
But ended in screaming, chaos, and tears
To run the Boston Marathon is every runners dream
I cheer at the finish line,
It's a beautiful day
The sun is out,
Thousands of fans watching for the winner,
How could we have known
Our lives could change so fast,
I'm thrown off my feet,
Some people live just to become crazy
Setting off bombs leaving the area hazy
They freak out but more people die on the daily violently
They don't see
They blame it on conspiracy
It is a big deal
Boston
Must this go on?
Why must we lose so many?
Families should not be stressed over this
Respect!
BOOM goes the dynamite,
DROP goes our hearts.
RUN goes the people,
away from the "START".
CRY goes the runners,
FALL goes the dead.
HELP goes the injured,
while covered in red.
Who are you to come here and kill
We didn’t drag you and your brother against your will
Your parents thought you would be safer over here
Because they didn’t want you living in fear
I send this to the one's lost
To the ones without a voice
To the ones who sacrificed at a great cost
To the ones who weren't allowed a choice
To those who will be given tearful recognition
Who are you to have taken lives and limbs that day?
What made you think you had the right to end and change their lives that way?
You may have thought that you were brave and strong,
