Terrorism Redefined

Coax the child and win his trust, while his father hides out of sight. Come here, in the alley behind the garage, on the corner of the block. Did you grab him ? Did he plead and beg and cry, continuously asking why ? OR, did you take the humane approach ? Fast - quick without warning, feeling no pain as you let him die ? A raised gun held close and tight. DON'T MISS ! BANG...bang bang...Bang. Stupid Kid, I lured you to your DEATH, and sent a message Loud and clear, REAL LOUD for your dad to hear. Would daddy know the reason why ? Would he feel fear or a surge of strength ? Break the silence, Speak out - SHOUT ! The grievous crime was yours not mine. Be a hero in my eyes. Be a man. PLEASE...be my DAD ! Daddy look at me. You'd be proud of your little man. I looked that person in his face. His eyes were fixed on me, until I blinked. The gun went BANG ! My body hit the ground. A foot nudged me in my side. No response. HE'S DEAD... They walked away.