Another work of Kade and I, this time a poem. A poem for a different outcome of the season four finale. The name has escaped Kade and I, but I don't really want to remember Woody being shot. I'm guessing the same for Kade.

Broken Boston Kevlar

I saw the kevlar hanging from the bio-hazard closet

The blood pooled around a bullet sized hole

It was Broken Boston Kevlar

Your Broken Boston Kevlar

I saw the looks on their faces

Sad and depressed, loved and lost

They saw Broken Boston Kevlar

Your Broken Boston Kevlar

I saw the large unforgiving rifle

Cold and dark, deadly and dreary

It shot Broken Boston Kevlar

Your Broken Boston Kevlar

I saw the other victims

Put in the morgue, faces saddened and lost

They had Broken Boston Kevlar

Just like your Broken Boston Kevlar

I saw the doctor's face

Remorseful and disappointed, failed

It was Broken Boston Kevlar

Your Broken Boston Kevlar

I saw your once happy face

Now scared and pained, frozen in time

Because of Broken Boston Kevlar

Your Broken Boston Kevlar

I saw the big wooden casket

Unknowing of the importance

Just because of Broken Boston Kevlar

Your Broken Boston Kevlar

I saw the pain and the gun

Sitting on the table, begging to be used

I remembered Broken Boston Kevlar

Your Broken Boston Kevlar

I pulled the trigger, cool against my hand

I felt the pain coming, blacking out

I saw Broken Boston Kevlar

Your Broken Boston Kevlar