A Single Shot
We were walkin down this street in Iraq,
(From CNN you know where it's at),
Hoe was leadin, tall and proud,
When suddenly a shot rang out.
A single shot and Hoe was down!
We dragged him away through mud and mire
With bullets splashin - a deadly fire.
The 'tenant was down, for good, forever,
Nothing we do can change that, ever.
A friend, a leader, a good man gone,
Never again to sleep till dawn.
We cried, sure, but then we thought:
What's the point of the death he bought?
The answer came like a single shot:
No point at all, it's an idiot's plot.
And we, and you, and even Hoe
Weren't smart enough to say no.
Frank Thomas Smith