The October Music, Stanza 2 - Day 27

A Bankrobber’s Nursery Rhyme
            Build a goal and build a team
            Make a plan without a seam
            Find the people you can trust
            Turn your doubting into dust
That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            Early morning bank is quiet
            But downtown chaos from a riot
            Fortunately cops are busy
            Entire city in a tizzy
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            Cover faces, don’t get caught
            Agree upon a meeting spot
            Black the cameras with spray paint
            Ignore the fact you’re not a saint
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            Take the tellers and managers captive
            Keep them moving, keep them active
            Promise they will not be harmed
            Use every last ounce of charm
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
           
            Guide the manager to the vault
            Assure him this is not his fault
            Just bad luck on a bad day
            Listen to what he has to say
            That’s the way the robbing goes
 
            Let him open up the door
            Kneel him quietly on the floor
            Tell him he will not be hurt
            But cover his face up with his shirt
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            Clear out cash and gold and jewels
            Glory in these silly fools
            Who trust a bank to hold their treasure
            Just for you to take with pleasure
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            Then it happens, someone twitches
            Frightening those sons-of-bitches
            The ones you trusted to be calm
            Start to yell out with alarm
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            Then a gunshot, then three others
            Mother, father, sister, brother
            An entire family killed
            Blood across the tile floor spilled
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            No use now in staying silent
            All your crew is craving violence
            They unload all of their bullets
            Ruining the plan with bullshit
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            Nineteen hostages slaughtered
            And you know you really ought to
            Get away from this disaster
            Leave and plan the next step after
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            Arguing between your crew members
            Force you now to try to remember
            What was your contingency
            Plan to ensure that you stay free
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            Sirens now approaching outside
            Riots only provide so much space to hide
            Gunfire tends to draw attention
            Away from the social media convention
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            ‘Blaze of glory’, you start thinking
            As your freedom is slowly shrinking
            You won’t make it out alive
            There’s no chance that you survive
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            In the end, you do what’s best
            Take your own gun, kill the rest
            The manager and your angry crew
            All no longer valuable to you
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            The end is near now, doors are broken
            Angry commands are loudly spoken
            Horrified by all the slaughter
            As you think about your daughter
            That’s the way the robbing goes.
 
            Cops appear, you raise your pistol
            Hairs upon your neck, they bristle
            Put the barrel to your head
            Go to prison? No, you’re better off de-