You point the gun
Bang.
There it goes again.
The sound is ringing in your head.
One down, a million more to go.
You know you don't have time.
You run and hide.
They still catch up with you.
You don't know what to do.
Bang. Bang.
You're down to one bullet.
You don't know what to do.
You're surrounded.
They're closer than ever.
There is no way out.
Bang.
The sound is not echoing in your head anymore,
And the gun drops to the floor.
They can't touch you no more,
and a new door opens,
bringing a halt to the war.
-N
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Wisdom of Life
PoetryThis is a book containing many poems and even descriptive writing. All of the poems have been written and edited by me. All rights reserved. No one is allowed to steal any of my writing, except if they ask for my permissions. Furthermore, I would be...
