Loose- A TRUE POEM!

[[You guys man not understand what this poem is about. So I\'ll tell you a few things that will help you understand. At 2 AM in the morning of December 28 of 2006, in my parking lot of my apartment building a car was left empty, killers running for their lives. Police were only a split second late. The murderes were gone. We all had a lock down and its a freaky situation because we havent had a murder since what 2004-2005. Its a scary situation and its horrible to know you may be the next one. Please comment on this true poem! Thank you!]]

It's 1 A.M in the morning;
Gun shots ring through a home
Two killed instantly
One left to die
Bullet casings fall to the ground
Complete silence now.

It's 1:30 A.M in the morning now;
And a man vanished without a trace
A scream is covered by a hand
Making it's sound muffled
A family man dead
Floating down the river.

It's 2 A.M now;
Sirens start to scream
Breaking mornings beauty
A ghetto car left empty; doors opened
Police officers puzzed
Searching for the killers.

It's 2:30 A.M now;
The killers cannot be found
Police search the area
Not knowing
When the killers may strike again
Or if even if they end dead themselves.

Lock your doors
And hold your family close
Killers are on the loose
Willing to strike again
Too late,
Your already dead.