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Killed by a kamikaze

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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Ask the question!


Did he dare ask the question one more time?

Assessing the mayhem, the mess, the grime

Did he call him to suffer his wrath

His axe wielded, his sadistic laugh

She comes down the stairs, “what’s going on?”

Go back to bed, I’ll be right along

She climbs back up the stairs humming away

Oblivious of what the madman has done this day

Suddenly, shattered glass, a lightning strike

Black cloak in front of him starting to fight

He falls to his feet like a heavy sack

The cloak prepares himself with his axe

The man raises his hand, pleads for his life

The girl is back there, scared on this night

Don’t hurt my girl, please leave her alone

As you wish, his axe, through flesh and through bone

The girl screamed, loud as she could

The cloak whispers to her “be quiet, be good”

He raises his axe one more time

She cowers beneath his line

She closes her eyes and waits for the blade

Did she die? Or did she evade?

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Phil lister 29/09/17

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