Alone in the City

October 2, 2011
By Anonymous

Down the gutter, the raindrops fell
Keys extracted, like a tinkling bell.
A woman moaned, while a baby screamed,
The streetlight flickered, and so went the scene...
A dog’s collar dangled; a rodent scurried along
And around the city was proceeding this nightly song.

But one little girl, she was well out of place
She ran from home, she hid her face
Though this was a horrid night for her to be
Alone in an alley at half-past three.
She prayed to God, she asked for help
But a man walked by, so escaped from her was a fatal yelp.

His intentions grotesque, and not to be shared
Over a little girl without a family who cared.
Just down the street, a small boy lay in bed
Soundly sleeping after a mother’s sweet kiss on the top of his head.
He was that girl’s fate, he had the desire,
Though sorrow life brings, she had to expire.

And so it goes, this city song,
The small girl’s murderer living happy and long.
The man returns home to his kids and wife
Carrying on with his cheerful life.
And nobody knows about the secret he hides
Except for that little poor little girl who lays dead in the night.

The author's comments:
This is pretty much the first poem that I have written - partially inspired by The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold.

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