He’s walking closer every step,
He’s getting ready to pull the trigger any second,
Everyone runs.
Trying to hide.
He’s got a pistol in his right hand
Threatening everyone before they take cover.
He’s got a girl in a yellow sundress.
Holding her hostage
As the mother cry’s and pleads to let her baby girl go.
A woman try’s calling for help.
Everyone is sobbing away,
To the tune of A mourn day.
He pulls out a knife.
The man points the gun at the mother
And asks her if she loves her daughter.
Then puts the knife against the daughters’ neck.
With everything the mother screams
Yes
Yes
Yes.
The mother pleading for her life,
And her daughters too,
Is on her knees hoping he wouldn’t pull the trigger.
“The police are coming now mommy. Their on their way.”
The daughter says her final good bye.
Telling her mother not to cry.
“Mommy, everything will be ok. I’m going to a better place. The one with angels and God too. I’ll be fine mommy. Don’t cry. I’ll see you there one day.”
He hears the cops.
Now he’s scared.
Pull’s the trigger,
The mother lays bare.
On the floor in her own blood,
He now has only the daughter.
Screaming and yelling,
Telling her mother to hold on help’s on the way.
He stabs the girl many times.
She’s crying now.
Then it stops.
Bleeding red,
She falls to the ground,
lying there with her mother on the white stone floor.
