Ms 13
The sky was getting dark, with an overcast of gray
MS 13 tempted my madness, on this cold winter day
An ensuing chaos on my life had slowly crept in
A night of fear had now come and was about to begin
Cryptic and cold was the message displayed
My life would be changed by the end of this day
From a call that had come in the early morning light
I searched all day and prepared for a fight
I could not seek any help, no police or she’d die
Please come and save me, I heard in her cry
My friend had been taken and held against her will
She was tortured and beaten, her blood they did spill
I was armed with a pistol but not properly trained
I kicked in the front door and took careful aim
Zip tied to a bed with a bloody hood on her head
I found my dear friend before she was dead
September 3, 2020
Courage Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
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