Oh! Las Vegas Poem by Khirod Dalpati

Oh! Dear Las Vegas
What a bloody shot,
Of terror and death
Has pierced your heart.

The blood of your lovers
The screams of innocent,
Scattered cold and dead
Are found on your breast.

Whose heart had you broken
That was filled with heartedness,
And had planned well ahead
To let you cold and dead.

Look through your window
At the lofty buildings around,
Before your lovers flock in
For celebrations on your ground.

Be cautious and careful
Of the strangers around,
Clothed as your lovers
Might be moving around.