Big Pain

It started like things usually do,
but in the ending it always changes you
He was told to put all of what he had in,
but either by greed or malice he turned to sin.
We are all thieves, murders, at on given point,
but it our lives we have to pay if we get the steal from our bosses joint.
The night air at calm at first,
then some how the storm rolls in signally death's thirst.
We were all laughing and carrying on like men do,
then I was looked back and was told without a word what I must do.
I opened my coat revealing the piece I had by my side,
giving no one any evil intentions I was to hide.
The rain poured down on the car as he sat and drank,
I pulled out the gun for the deed no one could thank.
I pulled the trigger and the thunder shouted out in glee,
and saw as my once friend soul was cast free,
Then the blood ran down the seat on to the floor,
I opened the door and wished to see no more.
My hands shaking as I stood there in the rain,
but I could never reveal my torment or inner pain.
The water dripped off my body and the thunder rolled,
and I remember why my soul was being sold.
The others patted my back and said it is all over lets get to the job done,
the scrabbled around me but I felt I was the only one.
Charley said the hole was easy to find around hear,
but the rain pounded down and hiding the place as I feared.
We walked in what seemed hours,
think this was going so sour.
I turned on the light maybe to at least find the place,
and then a car rolled up to show a law biding face.
Damn for any thing to go wrong this night,
It would end in a huge gunfight.
The officer asked if there was anything he could do,
and my partner in crime raised his gun waiting to help his own crew.
I looked at him to signal it was all right
just act as if your pissed and don't show the guns might.
We waited as the officer gabbed on about this storm ahead,
never realizing in the car there was some one dead.
What seemed like minutes took forever in a day,
and as I catered to the man I sat in the rain to stay.
there were three of us and the man finally found the hole,
but slipped and fell in it and took it's tole.
He broke his leg and mud soiled his suite,
thank God I said to myself we would be given some loot.
It took just an hour to finally do what we came to do,
we did what most would never do.
The stains of the mud never left my clothes did ware
but I keep them just as well because the man that fell was a person that I did care.
So here is some advice never do a hit in the rain,
for the dangers in my work it is just one big pain.

Written By
Robert Lee Niswander
Copyright 2004