The 3 muskateers

by tragic   May 18, 2006


In this world
we must be strong
When one stress goes away
another one comes along
its never ending
theres always something wrong

Tragedy never gives up
evil is always alert
and death is around the corner
together they work
like the 3 muskateers
bringing gusts of fear
they have a lust for tears
if one is gone
another is near

They strike at any oportunity
to take from our community
in which we have no immunity
Tragedy, Evil, and Death linger
wherever the devil points his finger
for everyone that dies
hundreds cry
If only it were possible
that death could die

In memory of Mike Reid who died May 17, 2004. Dedicated to Charmaine, Maverick Paul, and the Etibako's all of which died in a space of 2 weeks during the month of may.

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