Because of the shooting rampage in Texas, someone I love and care about has to leave to go back into combat.  This is a poem about the murderer who's actions are making that so.

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Because of You

Because of you

He has to go.

Because of you

I cannot hold him.

He has to leave

The safety of my arms

Because of you.

Because of your deeds

He may come to harm.

Because of you

My stomach is twisted inside

And I cannot calm my racing heart.

Because of you

I can't feel him inside

And we now we must part.

All because of you!

Because of you

I cannot sleep

Worrying about him in my restless dreams.

Because of your senseless moronic actions.

Because of you.