I dance through air with a deadly grace.
Yet mourn the lives I cannot replace.
Once a vessel of power, now burdened with guilt,
I pierced through dreams, where innocence wilt.
A mother’s love fades into the night,
Leaving children alone, lost in their light.
A father’s laugh, now echoes in vain,
His children weep, their hearts filled with pain.
I have tasted the chaos, the cries in the dark,
Each life I extinguish leaves a haunting mark.
In the silence that follows, I hear their despair,
The love that was shattered, the hearts laid bare.
I roll through the streets where justice once roamed,
Now fear grips the souls of those left at home.
With each echoing shot, a story untold,
Of futures forsaken, of warmth turned cold.
Each life I touch, a story ends,
Innocence lost, where justice bends.
For every life taken, a part of me dies,
In the wake of my passage, only silence replies.
