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Slam for Boston


You said goodnight to your parents last night

they told to go get a good night rest 

You were so excited to run that marathon you had been training for, for months, tomorrow 

Your parents like always were on the sidelines cheering you on 

Little did you know a bomb would blow up 

, and kill people

as soon as you head that explosion 

your heart stopped

,and now I pray for you and your family 

up in heaven as I write this

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