seemed normal, you
did
all the right
things,
love,
comfort, food and shelter,
you were
there when
he took his
first steps,
you bathed and clothed
him,
carried him
in your arms,
took him to school.
to church.
you honored him for years,
he was
your shining star.
but you
had no idea what was
going on
underground, the evil
forces who
twisted
his supple
brain, convincing him
of a darker
world otherwise,
absent of light.
and now he's on a roof
with a gun.
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