By Robin Nederlof.
Someone special was taken away from me.
A person shot his gun just like that.
I ran to the hospital just to see.
Who did this had to be totally mad.
Two bullets right in the head.
I still can't get that picture out of my memory.
Why? Why is the answer I get.
How is this possible, why can I see it so clearly?
Day after day, night after night.
Trust me it isn't a pleasant sight.
I figured the only way I could take this away.
Is to let the one who did this pay.
I started to collect stuff that had to do with the murder.
The police had given up on the case, they didn't want to go further.
I was mad and getting more mad every day, but I had to get my mind at ease.
To solve this puzzle piece by piece.
It went well, I got closer every day.
Trust me my loved one I will avenge you, he will pay.
I can smell the coward hiding in his corner.
If everything goes well he is a goner.
The big day came, I had prepared everything.
I loaded my gun, it was a nice shiny thing.