This Poem was Submitted By: Irene E Fraley On Date: 2004-04-29 17:40:38 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Assasin

Silver Rain falls, cooling The angry crowd. Waiting  in the plaza, hate rules his heart and mind. Under his coat, a gun waiting to claim its fame. Hiding behind a general’s statue, shaking from fear and mad determination, hand  steadies at last. He is coming past now ! A step out into view of the carriage. Green plumes swayed in summer’s breeze. Passengers laughed, smiling, chatting about the sights, their children’s play, happy, satisfied with their lot in life. A shot, a life taken, the nation mourns the loss, seeks revenge. The world goes madly to war.

Copyright © April 2004 Irene E Fraley

Additional Notes:
World War One. It's amazing the problems that one action can trigger.


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