We’d have cried
had it been a regular death.
We’d have cried and played his songs
and at the thought of him
we’d have cried again,
but this,
this theft
of a single day
on a graph of days
makes us
accept the challenge
to step into the doorway
of our homes and fight.
Because he’s gone
when we were
just trying to
have us some fun
we’ll cry but we won’t run
