You criminals

First you robbed us in our own home

My third encounter with a gun

But this time it was facing my dad’s head

And it hit my mom’s head

I was shaking in anger and confusion

I just wanted to wake up from this nightmare,

But I did not, and now that I have finally healed

You dare to come back again

But things have changed

Now you dare to rob my dad in his own taxi?

You hit him with a gun on his head?

Hate would be a strong word,

To describe what I am feeling right now

But hating you is would mean I am hurting myself

You know what?

I forgive you and I will let God punish you

I pity your kids

As they are going to be punished, for your sins

and you won’t be able to do anything.