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A stark white note left on the front door,
Bright red droplets of blood on the floor,
Dear God, let my niece and child be alive,
Please, please let them survive!	
I am told do not to call in the police,	
Lest they take revenge and their patience cease,
But I have no option, I must,
True story of this kidnap is lust,
Money they want, I want my children and peace,
I want my children back, please!
I sit anxiously and terrified by the phone,
I’m so exhausted I fall asleep all alone
Waiting to hear good news, 
And praying the situation will defuse.
I’m frozen with fear to my very core,
But suddenly hear voices, and a knock on my door,
With trepidation I open, there stand the police,
With two wide eyed children, my son and my niece,
They look battered, a young girl and a small boy,
I couldn’t contain my tears and ecstatic joy,
As I engulf them in a hug, dear God, they’re alive,
You made sure, that you helped them survive!
The wicket culprits were arrested in a dark lane,
Inflicting petrified children with unthinkable strain,
My life no longer seemed senseless and black,
For I had my purpose for life back!
Justice and the long arm of the law had won,
The greatest joy for a mother, under the sun!

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