Gunfire
- A fatal shoot out
A dark little story. Having failed to get his shot in first,
the man is brought down.
The gun went click.
He felt sick,
As he knew his time was up.
He caught the glare
Of the gunman's stare,
And he felt the bullet's pain.
With a muffled sound
He hit the ground,
Without control of limbs.
As the bullets flew,
The last he knew
Was the shot right through his brain.
Category: "Dark", Star-Rating: **
Written by Keith Lambell, March 14th 2002
Poem viewed 42 times since March 2002.