I didn’t see you coming
Waiting for me, pondering
I am just minding my own business
Before you meet me with your viciousness
I’m thinking of my partner, wife or child
Not knowing what will happen, all the while
Of what you have in store for me
Screams I hear, people flee
Crashing vehicle, carnage ensues
Killing machine, whomever you choose
And then the moment arrives
You are there with a knife
What are you going to do with that knife
Oh the pain I feel, oh my life
I fall to the floor, a crimson mess
Crying in pain, calling with distress
Blood filling my mouth, feeling weak
Crawling along the ground, cannot speak
My final moments, thinking of my life
Killed by a kamikaze, with a knife.
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Taken from Rhyming poetry to change your day by Philip Lister
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A powerful poem, Phil. It’s well-written.
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Thank you, it was on my mind when the stabbings happened in Westminster
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