It was like a very fine white mist
Of
Poisoness gas
That passed over the summit
Headed west
Towards a desert
Oasis
Hidden in plain sight
Was an American
Born terrorist
Fueled
With hatred in revenge
After a brief
Battle with his mental
State
He knew how this
Day
Would end
In that day he drove
From his modest home
To the
Desert sands
He checked into his
Suite at the
Mandalay bay
Casino
He
Acended down stairs
To play the casino
There he lost majority of his money
So we know what started
His decline
There were
22,000
Concertgoers
At
The route 91
Music festival
On the
Las Vegas strip
Stephen Paddock
64
Lost his mental grip
He wanted
Revenge
Against
The casino
He lost a lot of money
Over the years
That was hard on his male
Ego
He started to fall apart
In front of people
So he retreated to his room
To begin
What was a number
Of sequel's
That
Would end up
58 dead
People
He had the perfect plan
He though cause he was on
The 32nd floor
That people would ignore
The pop like shoots
There wasn't a door near
To reveal his demonic
Plot
Who would ever think of
Bullets
Raining from
Heaven
That's just an
Un-holly thought
Actually this was about to
Happen quickly
In the police chief
Couldn't stop all the shots
People were still dancing in having fun
Unaware
There was a shooter
With a gun
News broke
People were running
For their lives
Lone gunman
Shooting down from
The sky's
It went live on Facebook
In real time
It showed people
That lay dying
People scared
Running crying
People falling barely alive
The nation was stunned
I was very surprised
To hear
Of a shooter with
A gun
I felt the tragedy
Of people dying
I know how it feels to watch someone
Die
In you can't do nothing to
Save their lives
All the hospitals in vegas
Were filled
With people clinching to
Survive
At the end of his deadly reign
The gunman had died
In pain
He had one shot to his brain
This ends things
Dreams
Hopes
Marriages
Careers
Friendships
Why did people have to
Die
This way
What was the real reason
This is a travesty of justice
I am still bleeding
In my heart
Still weeping
The world
Is still
Mourning
The
October
Massacres
- Author: O.G. Tone (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 25th, 2017 14:24
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about the October 1, 2017 shooting in las vegas
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