No clouds dotted the amber sky when

David was found hung to a gnarled tree.

Beaten, bruised, and bloodied.

Tongue split apart, a tooth hung by the vein.

Arms twisted. Legs broken.

His face worn and colorless,

Because of whom he kissed.

David, the gentle,

The boy with a smile two sizes to tight

Who only desired to blend into the shadows

Became the spotlight

Once his eyes flickered out.