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Dec 2017
I was watching the news one day
And I saw something very interesting.
It was a person standing beside a shovel
And looking very proud of himself.
The reporter asked him
Sir a person tried to rob you
And you chased him away with your shovel?
Were you not scared?
He might have owned a gun.
The man replied.
Shaking his head as if it had happened before
No, no, not at all.
The whole world outside this house belongs  to him.
But everything that is inside my home is all mine.
I guess he saw that if he stayed inside this house
His body would be owned by me as well.
The shovel that is good for chasing is also good for burying
I told him if he wanted the money so badly
He would have to fight me for it
I have never lost a fight in my life
Even if I had nine lives I would be undefeated in all of them
And I did not mind taking from the earth a robber.
I would be doing the world a favor
I guess he did mind.
Too bad I did not ask his opinion.
This boy did not consider the fact that you can’t rob crazy.
If you yourself want to live.
He was looking for a robbery
But this boy did not know I was looking to start a body count.
Once he knew he made the wise decision to run away.
The reporter looked confused
So she went to a policeman who was at the scene.
The man with the shovel.
Is my kind of guy.
Written by
Michael Kusi  28/M
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