Shattered night
A siren’s scream
The street awakens
Death has shopped in this neighborhood gain
For thirty years he pleased the unardorned
An immigrant’s gift to this new world
His passion to decorate people
A monster’s touch ends his dream
Questions are asked, answered by stares
Witnesses immune to the act
Life has become this, a weekly sacrifice
This evening- the jeweler was chosen.
Sapphires of sadness and Amethyst tears now lie on cement
The beauty of his craft soaked in his blood
And the purest jewel of them all will shine no more
August Writing Prompt- Amethyst Tears-Day 8/31
The Magic Shop 
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