Complaint No#16

Dead crow-ss15,somewhere near Taylor's college.

He saw a dead crow
in a drain
near the Post Office,
He saw an old man
gasping for air
And a baby barely able to breathe
In a crowded morning clinic
This land is so rich
Why should we suffer like this?

I want clean air
For my grandchildren
I want the damned fools                                         
To leave the forest alone,
I want the trees to grow,
The rivers run free
And the earth covered with grass.
Let the politicians plan how
we may live with dignity
Now and always

Shell casings I picked up at the scene of the crime.

Gunshots really do sound like fireworks.But unlike the cheery combustion patterns one would expect,a gunshot brings more..malice,and death.

Maybe it was because I've played so many first person shooter games before,or maybe it was just human instinct.I somehow recognized the sound of firearms.I had the lingering suspicion that it was a rifle or shotgun  of some sort,but the darkness of the night concealed the faces of the shooters.

They were shooting to kill.In front of Taylor's.
And then I walked into a 7-Eleven to get my chewing gum.

Shell casing of a shotgun(online sources)

-THE END-

PS:In case this turns out to be a homicide investigation,please do not implicate me with the crimes involved.You can find the shell casings at my bottom right desk drawer.
Please don't shoot me.I hate getting shot.