• Clustered into groups, scattered
    Strangers seeking comfort in the face of tragedy.
    A well of tears, held back defiantly
    Amongst those who borrow shoulders so freely.

    The life, the love, the potential
    Of a boy stamped out in one decisive action
    A real life tragedy plays before our eyes
    It's a true Shakespeare, all flourish and fashion.

    Tearful memories of easier days
    Put pressure on the eyes
    The dam, it breaks, tears spill out
    The pain makes us surprised.

    And we all wonder how we failed to see
    The tremendous pain in a boy of sixteen.
    The regret stings, but our steps came too late
    We weep while behind him closes the gate