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.