Whilst sitting on a red park bench
smoke in hand, comfy, fed,
another, his revolver clenched
points his power towards my head.
"your money, sir. and make it fast"
I? not a twitch, not a glance.
His eyes now wide, confused it seemed
"hello old man? i said give me.."
"be on your way sir, i am quite tired"
his eyes now merely pupils, wired.
"how is it now, that i stand here,
and you, not shaken, free of fear?"
"fear, my son? what threatens me?
I'm quite content, my children three
play whilst i enjoy the sun, but you...
you hide...
...behind a gun."
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 9:58 AM UTC
Whilst sitting on a red park bench
smoke in hand, comfy, fed,
another, his revolver clenched
points his power towards my head.
"your money, sir. and make it fast"
I? not a twitch, not a glance.
His eyes now wide, confused it seemed
"hello old man? i said give me.."
"be on your way sir, i am quite tired"
his eyes now merely pupils, wired.
"how is it now, that i stand here,
and you, not shaken, free of fear?"
"fear, my son? what threatens me?
I'm quite content, my children three
play whilst i enjoy the sun, but you...
you hide...
...behind a gun."
