Above all other things,
I remember when he came.
A long trip I believe,
From a place just the same.
I met him with a smile,
He looked down upon me,
For i was but a child.
The next day i say him,
He didn't speak a word.
He looked in my eyes,
That's when I heard,
My mother cry out,
My father a shout.
As the gun fired,
I saw the man's face,
His smile expired.
A shot in the back,
All done by a man,
A man that has done,
All that he can,
To help us shun,
All of our fear,
So we may never,
Shed but a tear,
In the face of another,
Not of the nature,
Of our kind brother,
the LORD
I later found out,
This man that i met,
Made my sister shout.
With a knife that he set,
Upon her chest.
Since that solumn day,
S he's forever in rest.
He took her away,
So now he will stay,
In the enferno of fire.
That's my desire,
For that man to burn,
For that man to learn,
He deserved to die.
Reason for writing:
just life i guess
Birth sign: Pisces
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