The vista of death hovers ever near
the woman's face awash with tears
as his last words she leans over to hear
the pain of his passing through her sears

Lost in her pain nothing else registers
life slowly passes on by as she grieves
emotions in deep freeze nothing stirs
from this there will not be any reprieves

This pass should never have been
a child never should be laid first
she shivers, moans touching skin
as into the coffin he goes feet first

The bullet has ended a young soul
so senseless and wasteful a death
has left her totally without console
full of heart ache and shortened breath

Her family try whilst also grief struck
to help ease her pain and her suffering
as to the grave she walks now unstuck
with life she is done, its all far too tiring