Such a nice neat white-painted house
it drew my attention
had to stop and admire so perfect
yet was it just a facade
a child’s swing moved on its own
by who was unknown!
Toys on the verandah indicated children
yet there was no sound
it appeared as if nobody lived here now
but shadows could be seen
outside the double garage stood a car
waiting to be driven bizarre!
The path through a white gate spotted
with dark brown stains
no other indication it was a crime scene
of horrendous brutality
here I would have been happy to reside
its secret no more could it hide!
The last family no longer within did live
the step son the only survivor
of five who lived and enjoyed this home
now in police custody
it was reported by a local news station
they needed more information!
Morbid curiosity had brought me here
even from the pavement
terror made my skin prickle with fear
as if from beyond the grave
sadness made me want to cry in sorrow
for them no tomorrow!
Backing away from there wanted to leave
as a child waved at me
so clearly from an upper window petrified
left the perfect house
never to return yet the images remained
what I saw unexplained!
The trial of the only survivor and accused
went on for several months
his defence trying to get an insanity plea
as he kept saying a voice
told him to kill his family but was rejected
guilty of murder the judge directed!
His sentence was to die by lethal injection
no date had been set
the news by this time had other stories
for a while it went quiet
until he was found lifeless in his prison cell
the cause nobody could tell!
Shortly after this he was seen by witnesses
within the garden and house
roaming about as if he was still searching
a blank expression on his face
even though he had been recently cremated
this mystery is still debated!
Few were keen to enter inside the perfect house!
The Foureyed Poet.