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A young man walks, down the road,
a uniform, to his abode.
The gun he holds, is a machine,
within, the power, to crush a dream.

From his cape, a killer's sight,
he finds his prey, within the night.
A child, with his mothers arm,
who would soon, come to harm.

He, was once a boy himself,
anger with his blasted wealth.
But he is drowned in what he is.
Detached, from the world this is.

He is but a precious host,
to whom he was, a former ghost.
And now we hear a mothers cry,
but more than a mother and child will die.

The basic unit, of what all is,
the mother, father, and child that was his.
What is now a family broken,
Revenge has paid its dreadful token. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Mars [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )

A Young Man Walks Down The Road

Contributed by Mars on Thursday, 11th December 2008 @ 03:13:22 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

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A young man walks, down the road,
a uniform, to his abode.
The gun he holds, is a machine,
within, the power, to crush a dream.

From his cape, a killer's sight,
he finds his prey, within the night.
A child, with his mothers arm,
who would soon, come to harm.

He, was once a boy himself,
anger with his blasted wealth.
But he is drowned in what he is.
Detached, from the world this is.

He is but a precious host,
to whom he was, a former ghost.
And now we hear a mothers cry,
but more than a mother and child will die.

The basic unit, of what all is,
the mother, father, and child that was his.
What is now a family broken,
Revenge has paid its dreadful token.

Copyright © Mars ... [ 2008-12-11 15:13:22]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: A Young Man Walks Down The Road (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 11th December 2008 @ 04:34:25 PM AEST
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very very dark, but it had a good structure to it, a good poem.

Re: A Young Man Walks Down The Road (User Rating: 1 )
by lidachur on Monday, 12th January 2009 @ 06:32:46 PM AEST
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This poem has a ring to it. I really enjoy poetry like this. Keep writing.

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