A Good Win

Last night,

I saw a scary face.

 

Soon I find

A dead body in the fireplace.

 

The poor man looked famous.

Perhaps his name was Mark Amos.

 

His body looked weak and broken.

Clothes and face covered in previous ashed from a stokin’.

 

If I saw him on the street

I could have said: “Hey”.

 

And since this incident,

Sadly, there will never be a day.

 

For now,

I’ll sit and grin.

 

Whoever killed this man

Achieved a good win.