That’s how it begins
What happened, dad?
Why are you all sad?
Nothing, my son,
Those are tears of joy that run.
Come on, this is not a time to lie,
Just tell me why you cry.
You are too little, my boy
Now go, play with your toy.
I’ve never seen so many people in our lawn
Now why don’t you tell me what’s going on?
Dear son, don’t you whine
I tell you again, things are all fine.
Dad, your tears can fill a huge pail
Tell me now, what is this you veil?
Oh my son, from you nothing can I hide,
Yes, I am broken because someone dear died.
What? If I am here with you, my dear father,
Tell me, who distanced us from mother?
I knew you would go violent
That is why I kept silent.
Okay dad, I don’t want you to explain
Just tell me, who led us to this pain?
My boy, just think, who does such things?
Who can do such a blunder, but John Rings!
Leave it to me dad, don’t cry anymore
I will come back in a minute, but he will be no more.
Don’t, my son, don’t leave your dad
For you are only ten, this is too bad.
The next day’s newspaper,
Had the headline of a murder!
With little Jack in jail, this poem ends
But the story is yet to begin, my friends.