ArchitectsApprentice

I dreamt that day you fell Upon the abandoned street, As six shots rang out. That once that they silenced, fingers were point; You held a gun, you robbed a store, An animal disobedient By colour alone; And the media made sure To tell the world of your crimes. I dreamt your neighbours Began to march, In honour of your life and death. I dreamt the police called it retaliation, I dreamt the media called it war, As if labels could justify their actions. And the world Knew only what it was told, And nothing of the law or country That had you killed.

There once was this time when Ryan didn’t want to write about Clara or butts, So when she wrote, Clara didn’t exist and no one had butts. Sarah was the first to discover this new revelation when she tried to sit on Ryan, because Ryan had taken her seat. Once she realise, Ryan, Celeste and Emily also realised they had no butts. Soon, Australia and then the whole of the world realised, They had no butts, And the whole of Earth fell into chaos. Mass looting was soon in effect as crooks worldwide needed hardly a better excuse than to begin their robbing. Shootings and murders also began to occur. The government could not regain