|
I have a lot to learn...
|
IP:
Depressingly joyful
Let me tell you a story, that started 6 years ago,
In a hospital, enjoying equations, joyous occasions, and yet tears unfold
My heart was speared n broke, it the start of a new life, but the end of another…
My daughter as she gave her first cries, brought certain death to her mother
I was angry, but when I looked at her lyin there, I lost urges to hurt her
Couldn’t be a worse birth… No longer innocent, my baby commited murder
Everytime I looked away from her, it hit me my wife was gone..
But when I looked at her eyes, I could see em twinkle jus like her moms
Inside I was messed… What will I do with out her? Where am I headed..
Then I realized that that baby girl’s smile was my stairway to heaven
The big deal
The doctors tested, double checked it, and had some queries to give
“Im sorry, but without an operation, ya daughter has seven years left to live”
My heart was already speared, but now it was pierced n sliced
Two times, two innocent lifes……. but death didn’t hesitate rearin his scythe
6 years later - The complication
You prolly wonderin what I did, after this started n hit..
Well its getting harder to live, docs said seven years n my daughter is six
You cant imagine the alcohol n the shit, I need to be withdrawin the frustration
Knowin I could save my baby, my little lady, but cant afford the operation
Getting impatient, conscience blairin… feelin nasty
Situation red, palms was cold, teeth were raspy
Its happnin early, one morning it got serious enough fa me to leave
lyin in her bed, heart prollems kickin in, shes struggling ta breathe
I saw that it was up to me, got down on my knees, n prayed to the lord above me
If I bring a gat they have to listen, so fuck not havin the money
Damn.. holdin up a hospital.. nasty sin, but ive gotto save my daughter
Ill take her in, sway my nine, then escape north of the border
I picked her up gently, poor baby was sweatin as she was bein carried in my arms
Out the front door, grab the keys, opened the passenger side n strapped her in the car
The trip and the hospital
Seems like ive been drivin for an hour… why is this takin so long?
Glance at the clock its only been ten minutes, im goin crazy, sweat on my palms
My babys struggling.. oh shit.. a red light, fuck that im not stopping
I was speeding too.. .. now no doubt I got the cops on me
Ah well.. sirens and driving too, all its doin is creatin more adrenaline
Lean over to my angel, open the glove box n tell her to take some ventalin
“We’re nearly there baby.. just rest… close ya eyes hun”
I could see the hospital getting closer, on the horizon
Park illegally, but I got my reasons, heat tucked, Im holding my daughter
Cats saw us and was like “you cant park there” I didn’t care, just ignored em
I went through the automatic doors, and up to the the front desk
“my daughter needs help..” . “okay, sir fill these forms and some cheques”
I was like.. “naw I aint got much money.. think you could do it as a favor?”
She said “Im sorry sir.. its too expensive, go make the money then come back later”
The cold act that exposed a cold truth
Aight… my hands were shaking and amped, I gave em a chance, and they put me down
My babys someone I cant live life without, the time is now, felt for my gat and pulled it out
“I need that fuckin operation for her.. shes dying, are you stupid?!. Look at her struggling n’ weak”
Pullin a hold up on this place.. Gun to the clerks face.. tears runnin down my cheek
The cops were already here, but they hadn’t come in… I was sportin a case of ignorance
Fuck ‘em.. The clerk was finding a doctor for me, Cops was on loudspeaker talking jibberish
It made no sense to give myself up.. who would I be saving.. fuck being bold
There wasn’t much time… I could feel death in my arms, my daughters becoming cold
“hurry the fuck up bitch.. whats taking so long?” .. gun was cocked and swaying
“im sorry, please don’t shoot.. I cant find a doctor.. the operation is too complicated”
“Bullshit…” … … … and then something was odd… took a gasp as my chest locked..
It cant be… “what is it, sir?” … “shutup” … … The warm breathes on my neck stopped
Poetic death for an un-fulfilled cause
I lay my daughter on the ground, cold, faceless.. I was overcome with unmatchable strife
Its too late… shes gone.. Her incandescent self, was now just a shadow of life
Fuckin why??! … why her? What the fuck.. this is cos of how slow that lazy bitch be
Got up n’ popped her one in the head.. Im gonna die soon.. but its her fault, so I take her with me
What was the point anymore.. head outside, without hesitation I cock my weapon
My daughter is gone, I got nothing to live for so fuck consequences
In a pistol I got 12 shots, 56 police, one round in each that’s 12 dropped
That leaves 44, 20 rush to the floor to the aid of the corpses, 24 yell stop
Hands above ya head,.. fuck a life time in jail, Id rather be dead
I charged and they opened fire.. Blood fell like roses creating patches made of red
Floral respect already paid.. I was lowered to the ground in a Casket made of lead
~-~
|