Rain
pounds on the living room window
Steam
rises out from my cup
My
friend and I stare out into the rain
Five
minutes to midnight
The
rain echos through out the house
Thunder
booms from outside
Only
it isn't thunder
Gun
shots echo each other
One
after another
Drive
by shooters run away
Seconds
later sirens are heard
Red
and blue lights flash outside
“CRIME
SCENE DO NOT CROSS”
Because
of the grandsons bad habits
the
family had to pay.
No comments:
Post a Comment