Crime Scene

Crime Scene

Lots of drinking

Lots of fun

Not for all

Not for one

Staggering away

Into the trees

Never to return

To pay those fees

Gun in pocket

Used to shoot

Take the drugs

Use the loot

Knife in back

Gun to head

Shot rings out

Silence is fed




Next morning

Crime scene

Move the body

Forest unclean

No reason why

It happened like it did

But in that forest

The body was hid


Yet nothing to lose

This the end

That he did choose

Scene cleared

Clues obtained

So many lives

That day were stained