Laser Beam

Both door slammed the ambulance has fled the scene 
A thousand eyes gazing from the neighbor, while relatives amongst scream
A young gentlemen lying on the ground, injured shot by other raging teens
All holding laser beams 
Lassitude from being chased by a group of petty thugs 
Try to fight back, but was pushed in a puddle of mud
They approached me, in threat I couldn’t do anything but give the shoulder shrug
Turned around because I heard a glass bottle contact the ground made a loud thud


Heard a glass bottle hit ground made a thud
Turned around slowly to see what’s the big fuss
Felt like I was approach by guys with envy 
I shrug my shoulders and sigh there’s so many
In threat, as I felt, I so victoriously tried to fight back
But pushed me down to the ground and got mud all over my backpack
Lassitude I just decided to get up and run
Because one of the dudes look like he was about to pull a gun
And he did, striking me in my head
Now I’m laying in the pavement dead
As a bunch of neighbors gaze on me and my family scream
The doors of the ambulance slammed as the paramedics flee the scene 

Love is at The Door

Resting on the sofa all delighted and thrill
An abrupt alert, caused my coffee to spill
A knock, knock, knock at the door, I thought heavily should I explore
I implore them to go away, like the waves to a shore



A sudden voice appeared, I assumed, my dear
    Of whom I truly adore
Am I’m dreaming a dream, of which that it seem
   Or has my love come to alleviate my bore



This midnight is a daze, I’m trapped in a maze
   I've seen you in a sequence of mental imagery
One time you kissed my cheek, while idle in a deep sleep
   Next time I was alone in a cemetery asymmetry 



Gazing at the moon, yelling, “too soon!”
  While the tombstone read your name
I begin going insane, if you could feel the pain that I have obtain
  Words could not explain



Third time you appeared, face draped in teared
  Weeping over a bed of me
Brought sorrow to my heart, a thought to sought
  In mind brought warmth that thou would be thee



How un-cavalier of you, how cavalier of me
  To asleep when love is at the door
Knocking, so soft and socking
  I aperture to find, my love, that I adore