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 © | Year Posted 2005

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May 5, 2016 at 1:58 AM
AARON, this is an awesome poem, thank you for sharing. --SKAT
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April 20, 2016 at 3:32 AM
Aaron Clark, nicely done. Glad to read your poem today. XoX *Linda*"
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