Post by hundredwords on Mar 18, 2006 11:59:12 GMT -5
As a nine year old girl went to bed
She slid a pillow underneath her to rest her delicate head
Her eyes slowly closed, she was drifting to sleep
Dreaming of the ocean and its blues so deep
She awoke in the night around one o’clock
She dreaded being awake instead of on that dock
She sat up in bed and put her feet on the floor
When there was a loud noise, it came from behind the door
She closed her eyes tightly, straining to hear the sound
When she heard it again, it was a sudden pound
She ran over and swung wide open the door
There was nothing but another sound on the upstairs floor
She went up the stairs and looked around
It was horrible and painful of what she found
A hand brought to her mouth and a gun to the throat
Her eyes swarmed for fear as she put a hand on a man’s coat
The light was turned on as she saw her daddy
As a hand pushed her onto the coach, she knew her father had been mean
A man with a mask walked to her side; she knew he was completely high
She looked at her dad and knew they were going to die
The man whispered in her ear, “ Your daddy owes me money
So I came to claim it and I guess to meet his little honey
But if Daddy doesn't pay he’s going to suffer
Don’t you kind of wish he was a little tougher?”
She smelt whiskey in his breath, which made her want to gag
But he got up from the coach and went to her dad with a bag
He wrapped it around his head, cutting off all his air
She stood looking at her father and pulled a ribbon from her hair
“ Wait,” her little voice bravely called out to the man
He drew the bag off her dad’s head and moved him toward the fan
“ You cannot make my dad suffer, I love my dad
He doesn't deserve this you're just mad because he took everything you ever had
“ He took my money,” he said as his eyes grew with hate
“ He didn't give it back, I guess he’s just too late
I’m going to take his life just like he took mine
But you wouldn't understand you’re a little girl probably only nine
“ I understand enough, sir,” her little voice said bravely to the guy
See this little child knew what to do to make sure her dad didn't die
“ I don't want my dad to die, but you want to take his life
If I didn't have my dad I’d have no one so instead put down the knife
When I was five my mom died leaving only my dad to take care of me
I really missed my mom but he was always there for me, see
I know he doesn't need me as much as I need him
I know me gone will only make his life a little dim
So don’t take his life but instead take mine
This way you get what you want and he won’t have to pay a dime.”
The man stood astound at this brave little child
He looked deep it her face, it was completely filed with bravery
“ Baby, no, you don’t have to do this for me,” he dad called out
He was bloody and messy and full of doubt
The child walked up to her dad and placed a hand on his shoulder
She knew he was strong and had always been her soldier
“ Don’t worry about me, Dad, I’ll be up in heaven with mom
You know she’ll protect me and keep me in her palm.”
She looked at her dad as he began to cry
He was so proud of his wise little girl and how she for him will die
She placed the ribbon in the middle of his hand
He held it delicately as if it were sand
The little girl left her dad and went over to the guy
He looked really happy, as he knew she was going to die
“ I love you, Dad,” she smiled through eyes full of tears
She spread her arms wide open, she had no fears
The man held a gun to the little girls chest
He pulled the trigger and finished his quest
The little girl fell weightlessly on the floor, her body poured out blood
The man ran out of the house and into his car without a hood
He drove off without a care of what he had just done
This would not be a burden on him or weigh a tone
Her father cried as he sunk to the floor
He didn't care when that man walked right out the door
He looked at his hand, which laid the ribbon that was ratty
Inscribed in the redness said, “ I love you, Daddy.”
She slid a pillow underneath her to rest her delicate head
Her eyes slowly closed, she was drifting to sleep
Dreaming of the ocean and its blues so deep
She awoke in the night around one o’clock
She dreaded being awake instead of on that dock
She sat up in bed and put her feet on the floor
When there was a loud noise, it came from behind the door
She closed her eyes tightly, straining to hear the sound
When she heard it again, it was a sudden pound
She ran over and swung wide open the door
There was nothing but another sound on the upstairs floor
She went up the stairs and looked around
It was horrible and painful of what she found
A hand brought to her mouth and a gun to the throat
Her eyes swarmed for fear as she put a hand on a man’s coat
The light was turned on as she saw her daddy
As a hand pushed her onto the coach, she knew her father had been mean
A man with a mask walked to her side; she knew he was completely high
She looked at her dad and knew they were going to die
The man whispered in her ear, “ Your daddy owes me money
So I came to claim it and I guess to meet his little honey
But if Daddy doesn't pay he’s going to suffer
Don’t you kind of wish he was a little tougher?”
She smelt whiskey in his breath, which made her want to gag
But he got up from the coach and went to her dad with a bag
He wrapped it around his head, cutting off all his air
She stood looking at her father and pulled a ribbon from her hair
“ Wait,” her little voice bravely called out to the man
He drew the bag off her dad’s head and moved him toward the fan
“ You cannot make my dad suffer, I love my dad
He doesn't deserve this you're just mad because he took everything you ever had
“ He took my money,” he said as his eyes grew with hate
“ He didn't give it back, I guess he’s just too late
I’m going to take his life just like he took mine
But you wouldn't understand you’re a little girl probably only nine
“ I understand enough, sir,” her little voice said bravely to the guy
See this little child knew what to do to make sure her dad didn't die
“ I don't want my dad to die, but you want to take his life
If I didn't have my dad I’d have no one so instead put down the knife
When I was five my mom died leaving only my dad to take care of me
I really missed my mom but he was always there for me, see
I know he doesn't need me as much as I need him
I know me gone will only make his life a little dim
So don’t take his life but instead take mine
This way you get what you want and he won’t have to pay a dime.”
The man stood astound at this brave little child
He looked deep it her face, it was completely filed with bravery
“ Baby, no, you don’t have to do this for me,” he dad called out
He was bloody and messy and full of doubt
The child walked up to her dad and placed a hand on his shoulder
She knew he was strong and had always been her soldier
“ Don’t worry about me, Dad, I’ll be up in heaven with mom
You know she’ll protect me and keep me in her palm.”
She looked at her dad as he began to cry
He was so proud of his wise little girl and how she for him will die
She placed the ribbon in the middle of his hand
He held it delicately as if it were sand
The little girl left her dad and went over to the guy
He looked really happy, as he knew she was going to die
“ I love you, Dad,” she smiled through eyes full of tears
She spread her arms wide open, she had no fears
The man held a gun to the little girls chest
He pulled the trigger and finished his quest
The little girl fell weightlessly on the floor, her body poured out blood
The man ran out of the house and into his car without a hood
He drove off without a care of what he had just done
This would not be a burden on him or weigh a tone
Her father cried as he sunk to the floor
He didn't care when that man walked right out the door
He looked at his hand, which laid the ribbon that was ratty
Inscribed in the redness said, “ I love you, Daddy.”