Untold- A Violent Tragedy Poem
My Original Poem Written in 2000
His heart pumped ice
And eyes turned stone cold.
He was going to take a life
He was feeling all too bold.
His skin was flushed with fury
Hatred began to build.
Knowing but not caring
His anger would get him killed.
Feet moving faster
A gun in his hand.
Point and pull the trigger
Hate his only plan.
Bullets flew through the air
Then into the man’s chest.
Another shot rang out, though not from his gun
He felt the bullet hit; he would now be laid to rest.
His parents stood in the graveyard
His grave being filled.
The preacher said, “I’m sorry for your loss.”
His mother only replied, “Anger got him killed.”
His wife sat at home
Her stomach had gotten wider.
She’d never get to tell him
Of the life that grew inside her.
His mother knew she should have told him
Of the affair with the man while away from home.
See; she lost two sons that night
If only they had known.
Written: 07/04/2000
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Timothy A Rowland
I’m an every day human Xennial from the United States. I have many interest. I just want to improve your life and maybe entertain you. Available for editing and LeadsLeap projects at: https://www.fiverr.com/greyhatcompany
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