An angel Cries

Time a body still:

Time frozen, a body still:
Pools of red and white:
Cuts upon the back and legs:
Sends through the body a morbid chill:
Making for a lonely night:
Revenge the moon and stars do beg.

Red and blue flashes, light up the night
chalk circling the little child:
Tape blocking the way pulled so tight:
Flashes of panic, anger gone wild.

Death of a child, the hurt so wide:
a parents loss, a mother's pain:
Tears that flow a torrential tide:
Screams of anguish a steady rain.

High a bove an angel cries:
At the loss of a precious love:
to all who stand, we're asking why?
Now safe in heaven with god above.