From The Mind Of A Writer

Here’s the final poem in the series.

A Wedding (Or, Bride & Groom) Part Five

Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe

The words of a lullaby dance in her head

As she puts her son to bed

Her husband watches from the doorway

His mind on things that are grave

Tomorrow his daughter will wed,

Tomorrow, his daughter will be dead.

His daughter is so happy,

His daughter is so pleased;
She doesn’t suspect a single thing.

All the guns about her house,

Are from her father’s paranoia, no doubt,

Who would ever suspect he was the one

Who took away those couples fun?

In her dress she will be so pretty

She will be so happy, be so sure,

She’ll never suspect that in this world

Anyone would want to take it away

That her own father would cause her pain.

And in her mind there isn’t a single doubt

Tomorrow will be the highlight of her life

She will be the Mrs. to her beloved’s Mr.,

Her father even says he has a surprised

One that she’ll remember until the day she dies.

Come tomorrow everyone is dressed and ready

For the fun to begin,

Never suspecting their lives will end.

His son is ring bearer,

Looking so handsome in his little suit,

He stands outside, while waiting for something to do

When he hears a whistle, he turns and sees his father,

He smiles and waves,

Soon to be sent to his grave.

Stepping forward for a hug,

His father leans down and holds his arms out,

When the boy nears,

He plunges the knife in deep.

Digging it into his chest,

He feels the blood dripping from his hands,

His son grows limp, and soon after, lifeless,

He lays him down just like a doll,

In his eyes he’s done no wrong.

His beautiful wife of twenty years stands in the hall,

Humming the tune to some old song

As she gets the bouquet ready for her daughter.

She hears the footsteps and turns in time

To get a bullet through the eye

Caught completely by surprise,

She never had time to see who did the crime

She never had time to wonder why.

The groom is next

Oh, isn’t he blessed?

He is so lucky to be with her,

Even if it was just for a short term

He is so very lucky to have had her.

He was the one she loved

The one with whom she intended to spend eternity with

Still, he never expected eternity to come so soon

They never expected her father would kill the groom.

Putting on his jacket he plans to stand in the aisle

As he turns and sees the man he smiles

Thinking him there to wish good luck

That poor boy never sees the gun,

Shot in the chest he falls to the ground,

Not a soul could help him now.

One more to go, before the job is done,

His daughter is in the dressing room

Wearing her mother’s white dress,

She wonders if she looks a mess

Will her beloved know she hasn’t slept?

Oh, why does she have to be such a nervous wreck!

Hearing someone enter she turns around to see her father,

Blood dripping from his hands and to the ground,

Sudden fear coming to her

As she realizes why he’s here.

With a scream, she tries to flee,

But even she can’t escape from he.

The first fire hits her shoulder,

He missed his mark

Well, that wasn’t smart!
Quickly he has to aim again

His daughter’s life has got to end.

He fires a shot that hits her brain

Listening to the dull thud as she hits the ground

There is no point in continuing to stick around.

As he finishes he turns to leave

There is nothing more for him to see

He has done everything he could do

He has killed so many bride and grooms

The end of his own family has come so soon.

He could easily be lost in the crowd

Never being noticed by anyone there

But instead he goes to his wife,

And stands by her side,

It is time to say goodbye.

He aims the gun one more time

Firing a shot through his head

The ruthless killer falls to the ground.

With a bullet in his head,

That evil man, makes no sound

Just as dead as the people he killed,

He has received his final thrill.