Blood and thunder
When dreams are cast asunder
Silent sentries guard disks of black
Legends lost in guards attack
In this place there is resurrection
Of the four lost in that insurrection
The sun beams down as it did before
Over the silent tribute of the four
Crimson tears from the wound freely flowed
Pointless deaths, out of a humble abode
Sacred memory we must protect
Inquire Learn and then Reflect

 

I wrote this at Kent State, it is a kind of tribute to the shootings that happened there some time back. Soon I will post a link to a page where you can find more out about this tragedy.