We lined up to take our place
In this years Boston Marathon race
Spirits high, adrenalin thumping
Heart racing, blood pumping
The gruelling route squeezing your energy
The finish line a perfect imagery
Step by step a personal victory
Wanting to be part of this amazing history
The crowd’s applause keeps me going strong
I look up to the finish, see something wrong
Smoke is flooding the street line ahead
I fear the worst, people dead
Rushing to help those runners in need
An injured man, a young child bleed
People searching for the family or friend
Making calls and messages to send
An ambulance man guides me away
I beg to him ‘Please let me stay’
Wondering around can’t believe my eyes
The air filled with other people’s cries
My happiest day has turned so sour
The injured toll rising by the hour
I made a good friend at the race start
Throughout the race we drifted apart
I see his blood shirt draped on a door
My knees buckled I fell to the floor
I try and rush over to the hospital bay
A young innocent man taken away
His last breath he struggled quietly to say
I just wanted to race in Boston today
Our hands gripped tightly one last time
Suddenly the impact of this evil crime
I can’t understand the criminal’s mentality
Wanting to cause this much fatality
Innocent lives will never be the same
Is this all just a political game?
I’d like to hope that good will win
Too much evil is surely a sin
For this terrorist fight I won’t abort
I’ll stand side by side to show support
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