I parted the curtain
from my second story
bedroom window..
I surveyed the lawn
and picked the spot
where I would perform
my terrible deed
It was Christmas
morning, but for
me.. it was just
another day
My family I decided
to spare, but for
the neighbors..
there would be
no mercy
They were all
going to pay
For them, today,
would be
A Bad Day!
I removed the
gun and holster
from the box I
hid under my
bed
A smug grin
washed accross
my face as I
strapped the
gun to my waist
I strutted down
the stairs like
the killer gunman
everyone knew
I was
For a moment I
Paused to instill
fear into my sister
with my feared
outlaw gaze
She just started
crying and ran
into the kitchen
to mom
I didn't care
about her fear
She was just
another pathetic
mortal
I walked right past
my father, and to
my surprise he
almost seemed to
enjoy what I was
about to do
But the smile
quickly left his
face as I opened
the front door
and scanned the
the lawn where
in only a few
moments a great
carrnage would
take place
I stepped onto
the porch..
The first victum
would be the old
bag next door
She never did
like me, and
now she would
have good reason
She peered at me
from behind her
partly opened
door
I squeezed off
three rounds
They found their
mark
She slumped onto
her floor and
that was that
She would not
be missed
Then, suddenly
the lust for
blood swept
through my
soul and I began
shooting neighbors
at random
Four fools dared
come within range
of my eagle eye
Had not my reputation
preceded me?
Should I not now
make them beg me
to die?
I held nothing
back now
Reloading again
and again
Dozens of useless
bodies
clutter up my
lawn, my gun
barrel red hot
with rage
Then suddenly, as
I was about to
drop one more
local peasant my
father called out
to me..'Son, come
back into the house
and open your other
Christmas presents
now..' It's a bit
cold out today and
you can play with
your new toy gun
when Uncle Bill
gets here..'
Yes, my friends,
I'll come in from
the cold..but remember..
Tomorrow is another
day..a special day..
I will be six years
old!