Thirteen Souls

The sky weeps a calming rain.
We stroll down the street with drops tapping at our brain.
The houses sweat with a giddy gaze.
For Halloween is only in a few days.

Pumpkins are lit.
Faces are painted.
Candy bought, taken, and accumulated.
Sirens sound.
lights are seen.
traveling to a near by crime scene.

Illuminated blueberries and crimson cherries,
Surround an incident of which.
Makes me weary.
My wife's face is teary.

A stench grows.
A stench so foul.
A stench of multiple murder.
A stench to cause dogs to howl.

A small white house.
Only one story.
The corpses lay quiet.
Telling a tale so gory.

Frowns, tears, looks of disbelief.
Are on everyone's faces.
Especially the police chief.
For it was his wife, his son, and his daughter.
Also ten other children that were in the terrible slaughter.

A birthday party was held earlier today.
Ghouls and goblins ran in disarray.
But now on the front yard they lay.
Everybody tweeting and posting.
About how we must pray.

Two teenage boys decided to play a game.
Two teenage boys rightfully insane.
One Zack.
The other Zane.

One by on they snuck into the kitchen.
By picking the lock on the back door.
Two little devils looking so smitten.
Then they counted one, two, three, four!

Both of them carried a pistol.
Running around with faces of glee.
Targets on the children's faces.
Horror and despair were the last things the wife did see.

Blood splattered the walls.
The police she was able to call.
Before she had her final fall.
But to her dismay.
She couldn't save them at all.

The police got there as fast as they could.
The front door was knocked down post haste.
With shock and horror.
The officers saw what lay waste.
Both Zack and Zane keeping score with poor taste.

"I got the little gorilla" Zane said.
"Well I shot the mother behind the head." Zack replied.
"It doesn't matter, they're all dead!" the boys shouted simultaneously.

The police viewed in confusion.
But only for a moment.
And before the boys knew it.
The two little devils with cuffs around they're ankles and wrists.
Two little devils being escorted out with anger and fist.
Two little devils of whom will not be missed.
And thirteen souls crossed off of life's list.