Katydids and fireflies have the levee tonight Swat team held the day
There is peace now and peeping neighbors emptying horror among themselves in whispers left to wonder ‘bout the screaming and the barking of earlier that day
“Put down your weapon and come out with your hands up”
Again and again the demand of surrender Total There is no other way
“Let them go! Come out! come out with your hands up! It will be okay”
…and he argues in his mind with the shame and loss …and the shame and "No…it will not be okay" He had hit her! Hit her with the Gun again and again…with the gun Of his demands The gun of his power to make her! The gun of his despair He had hit her the dog is barking His children scream!
“Put down the gun and come out with your hands up!”
How many more times will they say it! for all the neighbors to hear on a loud speaker Surrender! in front of his children Had she cheated? Had he lost his job? Could he lose any more to the screaming? to the "junk"? to the flashing lights? to the window's smashing? Fence run down? Lobbing canisters of tear gas into the room's stinging eyes where there is no room where there is no time
"I would never hurt them! You! You know!" "Let them go!" "You left me!"
“Put down your weapon and come out with your hands up!”
It is all too loud It is all too much as you put the gun against your temple and… pull the trigger
This happened today-- two houses away. I could hear it all and sometimes I feel this way.