Don'T Go Poem by jane solanrobertson

This silence is eerie
The sickly stench of desecration
Catches in my throat
Your tiny coats still swinging
There in the cloakroom
Flowers piled high by the gym
Where Evil snatched Its futile revenge.
BangBangBang
He picked you off
One by one
Felling you like young saplings
With all of your lives to grow.

Don't go-
Your infectious giggle still rings in my ears
Your sweet morning kiss on my lips-
Oh why do you lie cold, like stone?
I need your smile
Just one more time, your hand in mine
And for your sisters, a proper goodbye.

Forgive me for letting him have you today
But don't go, Baby-
Don't go.