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The Shoplifter Oh No I know him

We lived in the same Street once OMG.

By Marie381Uk Published 10 months ago 1 min read
By George’s Girl 2025

The Shoplifter Oh No I know him

He used to smile, nod hello,

a neighbour’s warmth, a happy glow.

But now he stands with trembling hands,

caught red-handed cuffs on his hands.

A bottle tucked beneath his coat,

a cut of steak, a crust to gloat.

Was it greed or was it need?

A moment’s act, a planted seed.

The beeping gates, the flashing light,

the startled gasp, the grip too tight.

The guard steps in, no place to run,

the game is up, the deed is done.

The whispers spread, the verdict clear,

no mercy found, no friendly ear.

A life undone for a stolen prize,

a thief forever named by judging eyes.

fact or fictionFree Versesad poetry

About the Creator

Marie381Uk

I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️

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  • Mark Graham10 months ago

    "Was it greed or was it need." One must investigate when scenes like this occur. If your friend does look like the image somehow, I believe it could be need and he needs help, but in the case let the cops do their job. Good work.

  • " Was it greed or was it need"..this statement is an eye opening for me. It really got me. Thank you 🙏

  • Oh wow, people are always full of surprises. Loved your poem!

  • Soo good 👏🏻

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