Little girl killed at home

nobody knows the reason

who seems to still care


The guilty walk around free

with blood on their hands

who heard her cries of pain


In the murder pageant

little Jon Benet Ramsey

paid with her short life


She never got to be old

never had a childhood

was her mothers puppet


The only question is now

is will it ever be solved

or will the killer roam on


Melissa McMahan

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