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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Death · #893185
There is goodness somewhere in hell.
Dear God
Or Gods
Any God
Except for the one my captors pray to
If you hear me now
Please send me help
Someone with a gun in his belt
And hate in his eyes

I’m dead
I’m done
It’s over
It’s done

I hear words behind me that I don’t understand
This is not ending like I had planned
With me
Here on my knees
Splintering rope tied to my hands
Tape across my feet
The thoughts in my head
My soul mate, my two kids
Rinse and repeat
My soul mate, my two kids
Waiting across the sea
Praying for me

The smell of sand blows through this shack
My eyes and face are blue and black
My bones are aching
The end is near
I can feel it here
Death is hunched in the corner
Waiting here for this foreigner
I can see in his eyes
That he doesn’t want to do this either
Today he doesn’t want to be the reaper
But here soon
He’ll have to take
What is rightful mine
He knows this is the wrong time
He should be way further down my line
When my baby boys are married
With children of their own
Peacefully in my sleep
Is when he should call me home!
Yet he’s here
Is that a tear?
You can’t
I picked my path
I know I can’t go back

Rinse and repeat
My two sons

On the table
My two guns
In this fable
They might has well be
On top of the highest tree
Rinse and repeat
Their bright blue eyes
My youngest is two
And my big man is five
I won’t see their first day of school
Or teach them the golden rule

The camera in front of me flickers on
The red light proves that I will soon be gone
Screaming and yelling
From behind my head
The sound I dread
The sword comes out of the sheath
As I chatter my teeth
However I kneel here brave
I’m not about to cave
They are calling for me to plead for my life
They think I fear the cut of their knife
Rinse and repeat
Their laugh
Their blond hair
I know this isn’t fair
Looking into my captures blank stare
They don’t care
Rinse and repeat
They don’t care
That I’ve got three at home

I am the devil in their eyes
I am the gateway to their prize
What they have been promised
And what they won’t get
They can’t be right
It just doesn’t fit
Rinse and repeat
My life
My family
Waiting patiently
In my country

The blade now is resting on my shoulder
I will not grow a day older
This may be the last minute
Of my existence
And all I can think of is the three
That dream of me
Rinse and repeat
Please just set me free

The gritty image on the screen
That you are about to see
It’s the final seconds of me

Remember as you watch this clip
Remember as this makes you sick
I’m a solider
I’m fighting for you
So you can enjoy the sky so blue
So you can do what you want to do
The freedom
The flag
The land
On which you stand
Is protected by us
Because we said yes
Remember that this cannot be undone
Remember they can’t take us all out one by one
There are two many proud Americans
So live your lives
And have your fun
Until this battle is done
Because if not
Then they have already won

But still
Here as he raises this sword
My story you have to record
Rinse and repeat
Please pass on my valor
Rinse and repeat
Please let me family know
Rinse and repeat
That wherever they may go
Rinse and repeat
I’ll be there
Rinse and repeat
And when they can no longer bear
Rinse and repeat
They should not despair
Because I do declare
They need to be aware
I did this for them
For the future of my children’s kids

As the air on the blade
Is coming towards my neck
I close my eyes
I take my last breath
I have my last thought
Before all is black
All inside me is truly calm
Tell my boys; I’ll always be their Mom

















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