Quiet Day!

To him a quiet day had thought

leaving his regular place of work

no warning in cross fire caught

strangers in shadows did lurk

so happy as he walked that way

bang pain on the ground he lay!

 

Nothing could ever be done again

a gun culture taken another soul

an increasing number now slain

society with a souring death toll

crime does rule our way of living

beings merciless never forgiving!

 

Here so many futures taken away

afraid to speak safety in doubt

emotions kept behind sad eyes

families in danger if found out

a vicious circle to be dwelling in

the barrier of protection is thin!

 

Without his dignity there he did lay!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

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Through The Mist!

Through that mist tried to touch you

but could not reach

how desperately I called your name

but you never replied

just inches from my longing embrace

seeing your beautiful face!

 

Just seemed to appeared from nowhere

on the spot we last touched

the heartache so strong deep inside

this was our first anniversary

thought you were coming back to me

but no reply to my plea!

 

That memory vivid our last evening

before we touched no more

your gentleness always and humanity

there to make the day bright

the lone attacker took my love away

your very essence he did slay!

 

That moment felt you had returned

before my eyes stood

our friends had gathered in memory

of your loss to our world

now believe there is but a thin veil

one day we shall take the trail!

 

You came but faded from my longing gaze!

 

The Foureyed Poet.