Pray For Las Vegas
First round not a threat to life,
Initially many believed.
Fire-works, they began to look,
But colorful lights they did not see.
Screams from the crowd erupted,
People began to run and fall.
Blood started to flow,
From faces, necks and hearts.
Which way to run, no one knew.
What direction were the bullets coming?
At least 20 minutes it seemed, continuous rounds,
Automatic weapons rushing.
58 dead, over 500 injured,
Our city forever changed.
Pray for Las Vegas.
Each victim has a story and a name…
©Elizabeth Dianne Allee
October 3, 2017
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