Story Time

And he said
“Gather around children,
seat before me
by the fire place.

Make yourselves comfortable
as I kick you in the face”

“Kick the baby”
he shouted
as he unleashed;
leg connecting
to smiling child,
to smiling child.

One flew far;
far far away.
Flying! Flying;
never wanting to wake up.

Wake up my child!
Wake up!
You are in a coma,
please wake up!

But that one flew far;
far far away.
Flying! Flying;
never wanting to wake up.

One other child went blam.
“BLAM!”
as pain exploded
and slowly vanished
tearing flesh
revealing not so pearly whites.

Eyes half closed;
seeing little,
hearing ringing.
BLAM!
That other child was dead.