Xue 1

Krystle Xue
Ms. Gardner
English 10 Honors, 4
5 December 2015
Casualty
A group of people fall,
getting to meet death that will take them
or to meet the angel thatll save them,
The bullets have met people, in the chest or arm,
the plane met the ground, bringing doom to the passengers.
Blood bathes the people,
The thickly, darkly red, coating everything around them,
Death awaits for some, its glaring red eyes,
like red beads watching you,
and the angels save some, their snow-white wings protecting them
with their warmth and comfort,
No one knows what type of casualty will take place,
Will it be a shooting, a car crash, or something else?
How many people will meet death itself,
How many people will meet the Angels?
Now lets see. What if the next casualty involves you?