Hands in the sky

By , Crosby, TX
That night I watched my friend Die, with tears in his eyes
Hands in the sky he held them up, as if asking god to pick him up
The last word he heard were of those of the devils, evil sounds
He was not the monster, they were
Judged for something he didn’t do
His dead set in vain, as his last tear fell
Hands in the sky he held them up, and whispered a final goodbye
As the devil shot him between his eyes





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