Hiding from view.
What terrors lie inside?
Of lives torn apart,
By the sickening: crime.
Of a fragile mind: of a fractured few.
All is silent.
Until a scream pierces: the night with a deadening blow.
And our worst nightmare: by the blood and the flow.
Blackened windows; hiding from view.
How far did they go?
How many lives did they gain as their prize?
Smoke screens, and lies was all, their disguise.
Hidden from view,
What should we all do?
Copyright D M. Hodgetts 2013