When I look up at the sky,

I feel the world,

My home,

My haven,

My hell on earth.



The green trees surround me,

A shady shelter,

But the guns fire below-

Evil's Banter.



My feet feel the ground,

Cool,

Hard,

Stable,

The lives of so many.

Have been lost to this nation.



My family, my friends,

They are all gone,

Up in the sky,

United as one.



The evil will not cease,

So maybe I'll be next,

Just a number in you text book,

The same as the rest.



And then I'll be forgotten,

Like so many gone before,

And then they'll be nothing left,

And evil will reign galore.



So when you whisper you're prayers at night,

Remember me now,

Just one forgotten soul,

Who was here,

Right now.