Daddy "Wake up!!" "Wake up Tymor screams at the top of his lungs as his dad lay lifeless right in front of his crying sons eyes. The encounter with a Chrome revolver took the last breathe of Tymors father. As a breeze of smoke broils out the holes that hit his heart and lungs.
Blood flowed like a river from underneath his body towards the kitchen table stopping as it soaked into the dining room rug.Cryz of help rang out from seven year old Tymors mouth no response, no answer, just silence.
"Please someone help me!!" Was the last little words before Tymor gave up in just put his hands over the wounds of his father. Adjusting his head on top of his hands the seven year old boy fell asleep, to dream about all the good his father brought to his life.
"I've brought candy" Tony says as he enter the two bedroom apartment. Tymor running into the living room greet his father from a long day of work. "What you bring me daddy?" Tymor shout "Nothing until you show me that bed is made up and them math problems is done correctly." Tony shot bac with a smile in a hug.
Nothing could take the bond away from this man in his son, not even the mother that only cared about her new husband. That used her to get where he's at now in left her when she became a victim to full blown Aids.
