Glory

Gun shots leave marks

On the soul of the people. 

You mock the tears

Of those that are grieving

The state of the world 

And the lives that they lost.

Protecting the world 

Shouldn't come at a cost. 

I want to remember all the faces

Of those the world displaces,

Falsely created enemies 

That were just living their lives. 

I want to hear their stories 

In all of their beautiful glory

Before the world erases

And replaces it with lies.