The Clock

The Clock of life is wound but once,
and no man has the power to say when it stops at late or early hour,
To lose one's health is bad,
To lose one's life is more,
To lose one's soul is such a loss that no one can restore.
Life is full of many things bad, worse and terrible,
but the damage done was irreparable.
There were too many lives lost for one man's revenge.
In the revenge he stole mothers from sons and sons from dads.
From last I knew it was a crime to take without asking or killing.
If that was done before this deed would have never been done.
They have not paid for their crime but our emotions work overtime.
The people responsible should be destroyed torture them like they have done to our families and be shown what was done.
Many were taken away before their time but we had never known.
My friends and family have been killed
now it's revenge for those for whom the bell tolls.
It's time for them to pay their dues
it has to start with you.
You have to think about the bad you have done
and not do the same to anyone.