A fragrant fog
Seeped under the door
Drifting lazily in
On that bare tile floor

And I watched as the room
Flooded with deadly gas
Everyone in the room screaming
Trying to make a mad dash

But the exit was blocked
And there was no escape
And I watched that horrific tale
On an old video tape

Scared to hardly breathe
After watching such a scene
How could anyone be
That cruel, that mean!

And yet it really happened
And it could happen again
Let’s not let history
Ever repeat itself again

© 2018 Michelle Cook

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