Casualty

We were shooting hoops
When the shooting occurred
It was a clear day
Then everything was blurred.

Right through his heart
The bullet pierced Jay
He didn’t deserve it
I tell myself every day.

His lifeless body lay
In blackcurrant red blood
The last sound I heard him make
Was his corpse going ‘thud’.

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