Hatred contaminates the air,
And tempers flare.
A threat for each of their enemies,
Throwing their fists around wildly.
In the corner watching the anger rise,
Stands a tense figure, hidden in disguise.
Trembling, gripping his pistol tight,
Takes aim, pulls the trigger, his knuckles white.
Suddenly, CRACK! CRACK!
The victim falls back.
A moment of uncomfortable silence, then chaos violently screams
Sirens blare, partnered up with red and blue beams
The sin of a sound, echoes itself...
Another body, lays limp, its him! dead, and full of filth
Bystanders stare, than the realization makes them gasp in such alarm
Its the imprisoned mindset, weapon