The small new town, it connected people.
26 murdered, 2 injured.
The new town has been ruined.
The small buds, about to bloom,
Had their roots disconnected,
By the poisoned flower.
He spread the poison, wilting many,
Including himself and his own mother.
Unable to grow into powerful trees,
These buds now wilt,
Following the poisoned flower into the bright light.
The broken loved ones below weep.