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I raced into the burning house

with a blanket and water in hand.

Brushing off too slow cops

and not stopping despite their demands.

Even my brother broke away from them

reaching out her arms saying "Come to mommy"

But if there was anything I was doing,

it was trying to find Kennedy.

I screamed over and over to her

and heard her faintly say my name.

She was inside the hall closet,

saying that mommy said they were playing a game.

I wrapped her in the blanket and lifted her

despite the numerous burns on my arms.

And assured myself we would get away from mother,

I wouldn't let her cause us anymore harm.

I carried Kennedy away from the house

and was met with numerous gasps.

Saying "I thought she said only two people."

Looks like I was going to have the last laugh.

They slapped handcuffs on her wrists

then carried the bitch away.

Then the old cop came over and looked sad

asking if I had any place I could stay.

I told him not that I know of

but I guess if you were able to find my dad.

And at that moment my mother started screaming

as if she had suddenly gone mad.

"You will not go to him," she screamed,

"You'll always be mine.... You'll see."

Before I turned my back on her and said

"It's too bad that you're dead to me."

 The cop let me carry Kennedy to his car,

and then started to drive us to the station.

He told her not to be scared

and think of it as a permanent vacation.

She fell asleep in my arms,

the picture of a very innocent girl.

I hoped she would forget this night,

that my mom nearly ended her world.

The cop looked at me suddenly,

while his car stopped at a traffic light.

"I hope yelling won't wake your sister,

the station has been quite... crazy tonight."

I assured him she would remain asleep,

that she'd done so through fireworks on our block.

My little angel may be small in stature,

but she sleeps as if she were a rock.

When we finally arrived at the station

what I saw was quite a shock.

I used Kennedy to shield my face

and kept my eyes on the clock.

The officer asked me quite loudly,

If there were any relatives near, that are well.

I replied even louder than he had

"My father is close right now. He's sitting inside the cell."