The Bad Thing Of Life

He lay in his dark room
Suddenly there came a loud,loud boom.
Footsteps coming closer
Closer to his room!

The slit of light came pouring in
He felt like he was trapped in a bin
The man he stood inside the door
That boys life it was no more

In the morning paper headlines read
"Little Boy Found Dead In His Bed!"
All the families that read that paper wanted to kill that god damn raper!

The pain he caused that day
No words could ever say!
On the night that poor boy died
All those people that cried and cried

They try to stop it
They try to fight it
Nothing can stop them
Nothing at all

All we can do is wait and see
Wait and see if they came to be
Came to be what good people should be
Good people are people who don't kill!