Torrents

Rain

Fell from the sky

In torrents

While little boys and girls hid

Because a grown up with a gun

Wanted to kill them all

His children saw him come home

Drenched, not with water

But with red, and

They shunned him, and the life he led

But, went on to kill grown ups instead

And somewhere, an old man

Got out his guitar and asked

Yet again

“How many deaths will it take, till he knows;

That too many people have died?”

The Bilge Master