Widows and Orphans

The easy Sunday started out with a blast

Three, to be precise

Another body hit the floor

Another life went to ruin

All these are what we could expect

In a country with more pride than respect

Another set of candle burn

Another song to cope with mourn

Then a profile picture change

And then, same old ‘who’s to blame?’

The lives the tragedy claims

‘tween your daily posts and games

Then something else take their place

Easier to digest, softer to embrace

Then the dead be forgotten

The wrong, forgiven

Life goes on and on

‘cept for the widows and the orphans

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