The Gunman Poem by Tony Adah

There is a brutal
Murder in south Africa
And the culprit is a celeb
He short four times
At the door of the bathroom
Still with no intention to kill
So he made his pleas.

Unfortunately the intruder
Turned out to be his sweetheart
Found in crimson blood
Murdered in cold blood
And the court bore sympathy
In a prayer he made
For his girlfriend shredded
By the bullets of his own gun
And I wonder
Why tis gunman
Is not a goner!