Swirling smoke

In the dimly lit room,

People,

Criminals is a better word,

They’re deciding

Who is next

To meet their doom.

Who will it be?

The next held at

Gunpoint;

The next to get a

Bullet

To their head?

It could be anyone,

Anyone who has ever

Dared cross

These dangerous men.

So say your prayers,

Hold your loved ones tight,

Because you never know,

Tonight may be the night

That you lose sight

Of all you hold dear.

Run,

Hide,

Keep your loved ones near,

Away from the

Fear

That lies within

This swirling, smoky

Atmosphere.

Always

Keep them near.