Muder Poem by Justin Rodriguez
Muder
I wonder why it had to be him to get shot in the head
why it had to be my uncle left for dead?
that was my best friend,
why did his life end.
the first year I would always cry.
Now there are no more tears. Its now the big question why?
Why did you have to kill him at all?
While all his brains were all over the wall
I miss him a lot
why did it have to be my uncle to get shot
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