BLAM! He ran for cover behind the car across the street, Running from the fate of his father before him, From the reality of what he'd done--from what he'd become. BLAM! Shaken to the core, Determination, "no more" she says, Blood running from her face, "hit me for the last time" in her mind, BLAM! A shot hits the neighbors house, Right at the peak of the attic, BLAM! Children react as if in a dream, Not sure of what to make of what they're seeing. BLAM! BLAM! As shots ricochet off the pavement and hit a nearby car, Flattening the left front tire. CLICK! CLICK! “You son of a b****!”, she screams rage boiling over uncontrollably CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!, Arm still extended With intent to complete The murderous act as Approaching sirens Blare in the background.