There were no days after that day

One day I will quietly say:

"It was just after Labor Day.

It was when time stop to play.

There were no days after that day.”

Day before was beautiful sunny day.

I cried when someone took it away.

I was just too blind to see,

It is not at all about me.

I was angry about million stupid things,

I wanted to punish all human beings.

I wanted my yesterday back,

no excuse, no cutting slack.

I forgot about crying mothers,

I forgot about sorrowing fathers,

I was just too blind to see,

Blue Earth is not spinning around me.

For some yesterday was last day they saw.

Last day when they touched the floor,

before they bite a death saw,

and quietly gone to look us above.

Shooting bullets above my had,

they missed me, but I wear the bands.

Beloved kids have never sad,

never sad: "good night" before bad.

We were left alone, alone in tomb.

Left to bleed without a heart,

scared to death like a lost mob,

wretches that needed better card.

03.05.2023.