Wrist tied, three kneel down
A bullet for each, they die
Two boys, one girl, lost

Haiku are short — very short — poems
In this haiku, teenagers lose their life over drugs
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Wrist tied, three kneel down
A bullet for each, they die
Two boys, one girl, lost
Haiku are short — very short — poems
In this haiku, teenagers lose their life over drugs
Peace makes three; the war has ended. Crowns for thee, lucky to survive. One red, one white, one blue; divided forever, slaves to a false victory.