Dreadful Day

The gang violence continued,

everyone held their breath,

as a retaliation for a member’s death

took center stage,

and it would have been safer

locked in an animal’s cage,

because what lit up the sky was rage,

gangs set fire to remaining houses,

even the birds would choke,

because there was a thick pall of black smoke,

knocking everything to the ground,

and when it finally died down,

people saw what they had feared,

there city was a mere skeleton,

and through the bones,

you could hear the moans,

a few upright timbers

and sagging roofs,

that costly siege offered no proof,

insanity had much to say,

and reality would not obey,

it was a dawning of a dreadful day.