Reading about Boston,
And how the bombers timed the explosion,
For last year's av'rage run,
I thought of friends and fam'ly standing there,
As time ground to a halt,
The realization washing over them,
Of this mad, uninstigated assault,
That must have been a long time in planning,
For at least two suspects,
Living for this one horrific moment,
Now one of them is dead.
And what's two's thoughts,
As he runs from the law,
Guaranteed never to be free again,
Just as he prob'ly hasn't been in thought?
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