Did he see the bullet coming

Did he hear the sound of flight

Did he get time to recall

His short and meanful life

Did time stand still

Did he try to run and hide

Did he feel the pain

Of the bullet Piercing his skin

Did he get time to say

His last farewells

To those who loved him

To those who cared

Did he get time to pray

To ask for forgiveness

For those who robbed him

Who took his life so soon

Did he get time to ask

Why he was there

In this foreign land

Where people were so cruel

And nobody ever was kind

Did he stop and ask

And ever wondered why