This Shattered Hope

Monday, December 05, 2011



(Originally posted:Freedom Wall, March 4, 2009)




Bang!
A gunshot
Gush of blood from ten meters away
A friend has been hit
He did not look back
He ran faster
A great escape from a would-be ending
Heart pounding like drumroll
Rhythm too much audible it hurts
Could hardly breathe
Could hardly move
He may be next
For the first time in his entire life
He is scared

Faces of lifeless innocents
An everyday appetizer
Death
His source of life
He is a gunman
A notoriuos outlaw
He is a killer
Feared by lovers of life
Finally
A total defeaning silence
Sigh of relief
He is safe now
He remembers the first day he remembers
Empty stomach
Empty handed
Running past through speedy cars
Chasing life with the monsters of the streets
Begging to feed his hunger for existence
Curse the day he was born
A mindless victim of poverty
Undeserving heir of a wretched spirit
Gambling for deception over reality
He seeks for comfort
A little less help to unload his burdens
A lot came by
Offered to lift his load
All those misleading words
Broken promises for riches
From that day onwards
He trusts no one but himself
He ogten times argue with himself
To die in principle
Or live unjust
And he chose to live
Thus came out a ruthless slave of evil
He made no soft spot in his heart
He bathe himself in pure anger
Incapable of feeling guilt nor pity
The more he fought against the wicked forces
That stole his chance for change
The more he became one of them
Three minutes passed
He wakes up from a deep sleep
A horrible nightmare
He opens his eyes from a point of deception
He cleans his thoughts
He suddenly lost an air of survival
Inevitable death is right in front of him
A ruthless officer points a gun in his head
Flashes of unkowing victims came
Right there and then
The shining light of hope disappears
He looks up at the stars
Dark clouds cover the right light
The officer fires the gun
In a matter of seconds
He sees the hungle of death
He drifts into a state never to awake
He dies
He dies

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