Poetry

The crowd

By 1st January 2006December 9th, 2019No Comments

Terrified eyes stare through the windscreen
from a body already dead but unaware.

The crowd presses in.

A helicopter hovers overhead,
so often the angel of mercy, now filled with impotent rage.

The crowd presses in

And two friends leave the world.

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