A Cruel Stunt
Four days since the love of my life left me,
The memory is still such a blur,
Still scratching my head and asking,
Did this nightmare really occur?
Kick a man while he's down is not sporting,
While lost in the void without you.
The tragedy just keeps on mounting,
How can our son have been taken too?
It's a mercy you weren't here to see it,
It would have ended your fight for sure.
This has to be a cruel stunt that's televised,
Will a presenter be knocking my door?
