bang, bang

i saw this kid today
he held a gun
and he went,
"bang, bang"
as he ran down the hall

he was fighting
invisible villains
hallway horrors
memories like shadows
of nightmares had

he ran and ran
shouting,
"bang, bang"
gun in hand
a little warrior
fighting evil

"bang, bang"

like an hammer striking
a man appears
the hallway darkens
"little man,
little man,
enough!"

anger and fear
the man looks
he darkles 
grabs the boy
by the arm

the boy, still armed,
points the gun
"bang, bang"
he whispers,
"you're not my dad"

too late
too late

bang
hit
bang
hit

bang.