I was only four
When he kicked down the door.
Murdered my mother so casually,
And turned to chase after me.
I don’t have an explanation why
He wanted to kill my mother and I.
Because I was only at the childish, naïve age of four.
I wrote this because I found how fun it was to rhyme ‘four’ with ‘door’, and halfway into something, I thought of, ‘I was only four, when he kicked down the door’. So then I expanded it, and voila, poem! (Yay for actually finishing it!)