They want me to put down the shotgun

they want me to spare them their life

and he's reminding me how we were buddies

while he's lying there next to my wife

And she lays with her head 'neath the covers

too ashamed to look at me I'm sure

saying how sorry she's feeling

and how he doesn't mean nothing to her

And he's assured me that this the first time

while she swears on her life it's the last

forgetting how often we've been here

yes it's a scene that's straight out of the past

Though it's the first time I've threatened to kill her

and meant it with all of my heart

so now they wait for that tug on the trigger

that will tear both their bodies apart

And he begs me to put down the shotgun

in case it goes off by mistake

but I point both those barrels straight at him

and watch the terrified look on his face

His feet slowly slide from the covers

and he places them soft on the floor

as she raises her head to look at me

I've never seen her this frightened before

And for some reason that tugs at my heartstrings

although I know that I shouldn't care less

still slowly I'm turning the weapon

until the barrels sit square on my chest

With my hands barely reaching the trigger

fingers splayed out like a fan

convinced now that life's not worth living

and determined to die where I stand

They know they're no longer in danger

and there's an audible sigh of relief

as she begs me to put down the shotgun

and slowly he gets to his feet

she pleaded with me to see reason

 as like a leopard towards me he sprang

doing his damdest to stop me

but the last thing I hear is the bang.

By S.E.Ralph

17-3-2011