The image flashes across my mind,
The pool of blood crimson red,
High above the street I stood,
A broken figure lay upon it,
Turning slowly gun in hand,
I leave them all behind,
The wailing sirens blazing by,
A crooked smile waves them past,
Corruption took those men alive,
And gave them a bloody death,
At my hands I watched them die,
Their victims have sudden silence,
Police look in vain for their damned,
For the righteous fallen who took their lives,
With nothing left to search,
They lay in solemn corruption.
Author notes
Crappy but i thought id Give it a shot. (Prompt 8)
(Rainbows and Butterflies)
A contest entry
- In The Mind... by HereComesTheSun.
550 points, ended November 29, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Nice job, the violent details were vivid. Congrats on honorable mention. =)
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Corruption took those men alive, And gave them a bloody death,
breathtaking line
really just blew me away
overall i saw the story and loved how you pieced it together.
(ps. please read the instructions again i need you to add more into your author notes thank you)
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