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Always The Chance

There is always the chance it may happen

somehow you upset somebody.

Or they take a dislike to your manner

what you say or just a look.

The real risk your family could be hurt

puts your defences on alert!

 

Without knowledge things start to happen

phone calls with no answer.

Near misses while walking or in your car

thinking somebody is watching!

Escalating to the smashing of your window

whose the culprit you do not know!

 

A damaged car who can this person be

why this awful assault?

The police do not seem to be any help

proof is what they need!

But panic and fear grows to a high pitch

afraid to touch that light switch!

 

The end result maybe a fatal onslaught

with the circumstances terminal!

Not only property decimated around you

life to wiped out pointlessly.

A dreadful way for lives to be taken

their consciences forsaken!

 

Just who is out there looking at you

waiting to hurt and ****

Why the anger we have not a clue

evil, fanatics or classed as ill?

 

Nobody is safe anywhere any more!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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Written by
malcolm-terence-gould
English
Published
Aug 7, 2011
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You often hear today of families being targeted maybe by people they know. But often by unknown assailant who terrorise individuals and families. And some are killed! My own son has had his home attacked recently! It is a very worrying experience as you do not know what will happen next! The Foureyed Poet.

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