This is my lame attempt at poetry, hope you forgive my rambling.

One moment caught in time,

two friends mid fight,

with tempers frayed,

cross words spoken,

guns are drawn,

shots ring out.

When friends fight

When love turns to hate

And there is no turning back

Words cast like stones

The pain turns to anger

And anger into rage

Guns drawn in haste

Shots fired

No one ever wins