Daddy's little child left alone at home,
with a loaded gun sitting upon the shelf.

The Child's curiosity makes him wonder.
All these things that Daddy has to play with.

Running and playing in all of Daddy'd stuff.
Wanting to be just like Daddy to make him proud.

He put's on daddy's shoes and shirt and mimics daddy.
What up *******, where do you think your going

The child is so excited,
running around looking for daddy's stuff.

He see's the shelf where Daddy always runs to.
The child rolls Daddy desk chair into the closet.

Standing upon the chair ,
with no one to catch the child if he falls.

The child is attracted to Daddy's favorite toy.

Daddy always tells him not to touch his toys,
but Daddy's not home.

He eagerly grabs Daddy's toy,
which is very heavy for the child.

Losing his footing on the chair with the heavy toy
he falls to the ground, he's OK, being tough just like Daddy

Gathering his childish composure
He begins playing daddy again, pointing the gun

Swinging it around, saying Pow Pow *******
Just like on TV, but the trigger is to hard to pull

Looking at the interesting toy not know how it works
He turns the barrel facing him with both thumbs on the trigger.

Trying to squeeze, yet still very hard for a child.

So driven to pull this trigger,
to hear the noise that makes people run.

It clicks.............................

POW.........................­.........................................

Another child lies dead.................

From the blood of another..........................................................­..