Boston Bombing "Never give up"

This country is proud
School shootings and Boston bombs
This country will fall

A Grey cloud of smoke fills the air
Dust so thick that it makes you gag
Your ears are ringing while your pants are soaked with urine
Everywhere around you there are body parts

Intestines, organs, legs, even eyes
Scattered across a blood spattered sidewalk
The street echoes with the sound of people dying
And children crying

You look down and see your legs, two feet away from your body
Your left arm lyes limp beside you, it's still there but
only attached by a few fleshy strings
It's not all bad though, your right arm seems fine

As the smoke begins to clear you can see the finish line
For years you've been training for this
And nothing was going to stop you now
You remember your mothers final words to you

"Never give up"

You weren't about to let her down
So slowly you reach out and begin to drag yourself
Inch by inch you pull yourself closer to victory
You ignore the sickly noises your arm makes as it drags limply beside you

Your body leaves a crimson slimy trail,like a oversized slug
But you don't care, cause your almost there
Coughing up blood and ignoring the burns on your face
Your so close

Then another bomb goes off
The blast force sends you hurling through the air
Sharpnel shredds your stomach apart
Releasing organs that fall to the ground like a barrage of blood filled bombs

You hit a street light with a sickening crack
It's disturbing to look around and not know which blood is yours
Lying, bleeding on the ground stricken by two bombs
With broken ribs and caved in lungs its obvious that you're fucked

And you were so close