Death can come in the night
like a storm
or sometimes
in the form
of a 747
ploughing through your office window.
Or death can fall
from above,
from seemingly serene blue
with measured precision
on
families cowering in ruined remains.
Death could even
make your acquaintance
amid the dark, laser-lit world
of cocktails, bass and
****** pick-up lines
because someone has
finally found
something worth fighting for.
Jun 15, 2012
Jun 15, 2012 at 11:42 PM UTC
Death can come in the night
like a storm
or sometimes
in the form
of a 747
ploughing through your office window.
Or death can fall
from above,
from seemingly serene blue
with measured precision
on
families cowering in ruined remains.
Death could even
make your acquaintance
amid the dark, laser-lit world
of cocktails, bass and
****** pick-up lines
because someone has
finally found
something worth fighting for.
copyright 2012, Daid J. Goodwin
Jun 16th 2012
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