Lost to the Winds

Nancy got a call today
The one she never wanted
Her husband died today
He was only twenty-three

New born daughter cries in the cradle
She grips the phone
For the girl will never know who her daddy was.

He took a bullet to the head
Lost his life in a pointless war
Just another statistic
In a repeat of the Vietnam War.

Why do things happen
That we can’t control?
What creates such black hearts
In people anymore?

Jennifer sits alone today
Asking what she did wrong
She was just walking to her apartment door
When she lost it all.

Twenty-five and once pure
Tell the masked men took it all
In the empty laundry room.

She can’t find the courage to tell anyone
That what she has growing inside her now
Is the seed of a rapist.

Why do things happen
That we can’t control?
What creates such black hearts
In people anymore?

Kevin witnessed the streets firsthand today
As seen by the blood on his shirt.
His brother keeled over
With his throat slit open.

Just because of the shirt on his brother’s back
Kevin had to watch as
Four guys jumped his brother
And did him in
Now all he can ask is
“Why oh, Why!”

Why do things happen
That we can’t control?
What creates such black hearts
In people anymore?

Why do things happen
That we can’t control?
What creates such black hearts
In people anymore?