it's been said, but on this day both
reared their heads in Boston, Mass.
Runners wanting nothing more than
cheering crowds as they drew near
the finish line they'd worked so hard
to reach, heard something much
more ominous. They sought the wind
upon their faces, racing with adrenaline
so close to meeting goal, never
knowing as they made their way down
Boylston Street that it would
soon be bloodied. What cowards
chose this time and place to
show untimely animosity, will surely
become well acquainted with
the consequences of their deed.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2013
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