It Was All a Test
There I was standing in awe
The barrel of a gun is all I saw
Thinking I’m about to mutter my last words
Renounce your God or die is all I heard
I’m not ready to die
But God I just cant deny
No matter how hard I try
So I told him no that’s ridiculous
But my friends told him don’t listen to her she’s delirious
I was in my right mind
I mean I had to be in the midst of this crime
I’m thinking about Columbine but it was only me
Every time I close my eyes all I see
Is the face of the girl who was killed for her belief
Then I see her family sitting there with grief
I don’t want my family to be sad or mad
I see it as a blessing I had in this aspect of my life
Because all I ever talk about is the pain and the strife
But this gunman seemed different
Because for a minute, killing me wasn’t important
I had a feeling that this guy knew me
I wanted to see his face so I started moving in slowly
When I pulled off his mask I had a sudden peace of mind
Because now I know it was God the whole time
The whole time it was all a test
Copyright © Aaron Clark | Year Posted 2005
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