Act of Malice
Did you ever think your son could commit such an act?
With his own hands he could take another man’s life?
Wondering where he could have learned that?
Have you come to terms in your own lives?
Because I haven’t in mine
For the past 6 years you raising a murderer has possessed my mind.
And for 6 years I have wished your family agony
Even though I know tragedy plus tragedy just equates to greater tragedy
And I get nothing out of pain to your family.
Nothing will bring Gabe back.
I’ve cried enough the past 6 years agonizing over the simplest of life’s fact
When you’re dead you’re gone – there’s no changing that.
Every night pleading he’ll come back never works.
The last 6 years I’ve lived in a constant state of hurt.
Having to wonder why your son, your offspring, could throw my brother’s body in the back of a trunk,
let his body lay in Neff Lake for over a month –
Then you, you being the one to see his body float up
Decaying, thinking just another stupid injun drowned drunk
But then your son goes on the run
and you claim not to suspect anything.
He’s innocent you think
while I poured another drink
Hoping your son gets shanked
I pray even without the drink.
Could you ever believe
He’d cause so much pain in others? Because I still can’t believe he took away the man I called my brother…
Act of Malice