Whispers

Whispers all around
The ambulance blazing through the crowd
Someone is in trouble
Someone needs help
We bring out our bibles
We don't want another dead
Wishes do come true, don't  they?
Well they never do
Silence hovering around
As her soul floats through the cloud
But I wonder what must have gone through her mind
Was death and escape from the pain
Or just a way to stop her from being great
I hope she was loved
I hope she didn't harbour hate
And now that sadness reigns
I hope one day someone smile when they hear her name

Banji Coker