"run" said the mother

In pain, it was almost like she’s insane

In vain, her words suggested he must run.

In the rain, with no sympathy but only a gun

The man, had already triggered three into the mum

In the rain, the mother was shouting, scouting

The man, was going for another

 

The water turned blood red around the mother.

No! Mom take me with you…

You, you can’t leave without me.

It’s your son Torrador.

Remember together we can go through a tornado.

Cried the son, as dark it was no sun.

 

With a bold voice that would rather tear than to rejoice.

I tried my best to be the best dad I can ever be.

Torrador for all I know, my life was forever a corridor, bound by walls

Day by day I go mad, it’s so sad.

Everything I had is heading bad, it’s so sad,

 I will forever be your failure dad.

 

He triggered two into the son,

His turn now, he realizes that 3 +2 only equals to 5,

Never six, the gun was empty.

Now he lives to regret….

All wonders are about the mother.

Dying of pain with another

Inside her burns a desire to save another

Typical of a mother…        

 

 

Reviews

[Sibusiso Xtdo Gama]

thanx for the powerful review and constructive critic. thanx

[MBUYISA]

Very well penned
Nice expression of emotions and events

Thank you for sharing

and...uhm...welcome to Wonderland.

[Sibusiso Xtdo Gama]

Thank you sir.