A stranger's bloody hand
I was shot he said a dark stranger on a stranger night all the holy people stared no movement I was just a child I lifted up his blood drenched shirt a bullet hole for sure I knew that much by then Can I use your phone I asked a nod As the ambulance took the man I knew They didn't care the prophet didn't know Thank you my unknown friend in blood You taught me well that strangest night Sign in to see full entry.