To dream of happiness would soon come to an end,
For Olivers anger grew into a rage that most could not understand,
The vivid pictures of his mom being pulled apart,
The blood, the tearing of flesh, and enjoyment that he would soon take part,
For evil breeds Evil and his mom would soon find,
That little Boys who are treated badly grow up to be The evilest kind,
The savage grows within him every day that passes,
Tortured and shattered feelings if vengence grows by the masses,
hate, revenge and the lust for blood now tkaes its toll,
A boy turned vicious from a treatment so cruel,
the innocent unprotected and neglected and unschooled,
So now he wakes with nothing to lose,
The Bitch will Die and make his Dreams come true,
He stands and makes his way to the door,
Unafraid of her ways he waits once more,
The boards again start to squeal and squeak,
Oliver waits for the lock to open and end his life thats been bleek,
The sound of freedom starts a familiar clink clank clink,
The door opens and the foul room leaks into the hallway an old familiar stink,
As Oliver stands his ground he see's his Mother, atleast the one who gave birth to his life,
Startled she falls back and starts to cry,
For Oliver has now grown into a man,
With the hall Light hitting his face, he had the look of his father with his strong stand,
She cowered to the ground as Oliver walked with a killers look,
He bent down in front of her and said "I want back what you took",
"The picture of my Dad", and my "Good Book,"
For I can forgive you for what you have done,
but God will not for what you've done to your son,
You will rot in hell and never see dad again,
Nor will you ever have Grand kids or ever have friends,
If not for my faith and trust in the Lord,
I would slice your throat clean as easy as cutting a cord,
He raised his chin High as he left her behind,
He walked out the front door to taste the sunshine,
Down the sidewalk and out into the street,
In front of a fast moving truck which knocked him off his feet,
Tires screached as the trucker tried to come to a halt,
"I didnt even see him it wasnt my fault",
Oliver lay upon the black top with a smile on his face,
His fast pounding heart has lost its pace,
A couple of words leak out from his lips,
Dad Im comming and Ive missed you,
His eyes close slowly like a sinking ship,
And on his cheek he feels his Dads kiss,
"Dad I Miss you Dad I Miss............
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