Life check
An angry young man with a gun in his hand,
As he hears the police shout their command.
His first shot, the thought of his starving son.
His second shot, the thought of satisfying his wife.
His third shot, the thought of a roof over their heads.
His fourth shot, the thought of a new beginning.
"Man down, Man down," The police officer yells.
As he gets ready for a battle the end only tells.
His first shot, the thought of a fatherless son.
His second shot, the thought of another widow in this world.
His third shot, the thought of a family with turmoil.
His fourth shot, the thought of a story that should not end.
And so it ends but not as it was planned,
An angry young man with a gun in his hand.
An angry young man with a gun in his hand,
As he hears the police shout their command.
His first shot, the thought of his starving son.
His second shot, the thought of satisfying his wife.
His third shot, the thought of a roof over their heads.
His fourth shot, the thought of a new beginning.
"Man down, Man down," The police officer yells.
As he gets ready for a battle the end only tells.
His first shot, the thought of a fatherless son.
His second shot, the thought of another widow in this world.
His third shot, the thought of a family with turmoil.
His fourth shot, the thought of a story that should not end.
And so it ends but not as it was planned,
An angry young man with a gun in his hand.








