Saw
His
Face,
But
A
Man
In
A
Car
Was
Shot
Dead
In
A
Nearby
Parking
Space
Last
Night,
Headlights
Still
On,
The
Driver’s
Attention
Gone.
I Woke
At
One
AM,
The
Room
A
Vibrant
Hue
Of
Flashing
Red
And
Blue,
To
Find
The
Law
Crowding
The
Street,
Roof
Lights
Revolving,
A
White
Car
Behind
Yellow
Crime
Tape,
But
The
Killer
Had
Long
Since
Made
Their
Escape.
Today,
A
Policeman
Came
To
The
Door,
But
We
Could
Tell
Him
Little
More.
A
Mighty
Sorry
Way
To
Die.
Somewhere
Out
There,
Loved
Ones
Will
Cry,
Who
Never
Had
The
Chance
To
Say
Goodbye.