Flower's life

Trembling was the land
upon which they tread
for fear was their name
and fear they spread
Through the curtains I saw them
beneath the silver moon
Their shout, their noises
quickly reached my room
Unstoppable like floods
pushing the door broken
by the wild song of their steps
the stairs were woken
All barriers fell
and before I could realize
bullets pierced the air
and blind went my eyes
They remained standing
upon the door of my room
Their guns now held down
Mission accomplished too soon
The next day I saw
my funeral take place
The people who gathered
down their tears raced
Take the flowers you laid
upon my grave terrified
for my life was shorter
than a flower's life