Elegy

Elegy Stolen Soul Death comes Like serpent venom No anecdote To cope with hopeless Lives lost Cost High price paid Laid to rest Gun shot chest Not an option For open casket Who wanna lay eyes On the dead anyway? Shake my head Damn. Another Dead Black Man Who will never Black fist raised Stand Cry extroverted tears Inside weak I ain't strong enough for this Who would be? Seeing somebody's baby Last appearance Death laughing Wasn't invited He came anyway Stole from us Done it before I can't even stop it Willing determined assassins Hate life just like him... Fiction to believe Death won't come again Notorious thief Still at Large...