Rage

The kid in darkness, waiting.

Past bedtime, waiting.

An assassin with darkness, waiting.

Lurking the hollows, waiting.

A mother dead.

Hopeless drops of rage.

The ground beneath, rattles.

So does the hiss of the rattle.

Silence. Rage. Darkness.

The kid in darkness, waiting.

Rage too, waiting.

A father slaughtered;

Face to door, hammered.

The kid in darkness, rises.

Rage too, rises.

The door swings; a cry of love.

The kid springs; a sigh of pain.

The kid in darkness, finds his dad.

The assassin with darkness, alive yet dead.

Love. Dilemma. Pain.

The assassin, breathless, pale and guilty.

The kid, bright like never before.

Rage an intense emotion. Immensely powerful. Not necessarily fury...