The bomb did explode,
Within a hellacious load,
Steel screw & nails,
Things that would hold in place a rail…
Many were hurt,
But I was killed,
My head did sever from my body,
Never again was I able to be curt…
The bomber was arrested,
Charged with multiple homicide’s,
He was not Mirandized,
So he was released on bail…
He escaped the country,
Could not be found,
Never in his life did he go to jail…
I haunted his dreams,
Made him awaken with screams,
Never was he able to again cream,
He finally did succumb to my hauntings,
By drowning himself in a polluted stream.
© -me- 4/7/18
Ron
Love ya!
Jane