My first poem since joining! Yay! lol Crit will be very much appreciated. Thanks!
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It is on the rickety porch,
Where I wait for it still.
My soles are wearing thin,
There’s no more time to kill.
The wood whines,
As though it is two.
Whilst I wait anxiously,
For the flashing red and blue.
There’s chaos brewing inside,
Mom’s cries.
Dad’s lies.
My fear I cannot hide.
Shrill screams zoom down my street,
They’re getting closer.
For once I can’t move my feet.
It’s time.
The gunshots,
They still sing.
The hits,
They still swing.
The predator has already gone,
Leaving his prey in woe and sorrow.
I cross my fingers, toes, and legs,
That they will bring him down tomorrow.
It is on the rickety porch,
Where I wait for it still.
My soles are wearing thin,
There’s no more time to kill.
The wood whines,
As though it is two.
Whilst I wait anxiously,
For the flashing red blue.
