Stars streak the night sky.
Tears stroke a lonely cheek.
Dog howls its pain.
Child cries its fear.
A shout in the dark
Then a bang.
All is quiet for now.
No movement at all.
Slowly the sun rises
To gaze upon the new destruction.
A car left running
Sits in a yard.
People peer out their doors
To see if it’s safe now.
Night is when things come out
To play their wicked games.
A dead couple in the street
Killed because of their love.
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