#Power
~A GUNSHOT~
A story I will always tell
until I remain dumb,
Cross fell on my domain
hands when I couldn
remove hands,
Throat dry when I can
drink not rivers dry
faces wet as I cry,
Scored to pain
looser I became
winner she became.
Frozen blood drip into
my tunnel veins.
Blood shed like
defrosted meat,
Wondering why
we met lesson
or for your
blessing.
A seed to be
sowed by the road
when it grows everyone
yearn to pick up and taste
Still I wonder how come Adam
acted like Eva when he had to taste
the forbidden fruit.
Slashed into pieces heartbroken
tears sizzling into facial mountains.
A gun shot that took my last breath
both hands up like greeting when
I was asked to freeze.
Just like passing the exit on a shop
door where securities check up.
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