Caps on Caps off (another from night)

The boy didnt speak
Where is God
No longer supported
three chairs tipped
The sun set
as did those lives
The sun set slowly
as did his
Caps on
Caps off
We walked past the victims
Two tongues
swollen, dead and blue
The child, too light
was lightly breathing
gambling between life and death
Tongue still red
Eyes not yet extinguished
Faith not yet extinguished