Apology
To those of you who lost their lives,
I wish that you could hear the cries,
Of your husbands, brothers, sisters, and wives,
You never, EVER, deserved to die.
Caught in a world so full of hate
That devours the innocent, no time to wait...
I wish I didn't know your face,
Go back again to that time and place,
When we were strangers, you and I,
To know you is to know you died...
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