Blood Stains Poem by Shay B. Malden

Blood Stains



Out
of anger
it flowed, like black oil
in the night, three teens were found
dead.

Red ink
the pen, bleeding
in silence, it cries out
to all closed eyes, pleading, to share
its pain.

Teens
acting
out of rage
with violence.
Hurting every one.
Are they accountable
for the death of innocence,
or did society fail them...........

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