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Innocent Victim

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i stood vigilantly as they fought
just couldn't grasp the terms 
over which they were fighting, 
i walked away oh so brisk 
watching as the crowd grew 
and stimulated the warriors, these men are
like fiends they tussled primed 
at drawing blood.
i remember hearing the gun go off 
a chilled moment of silence followed 
the loud echo, 
then an uproar of screams
panic and terror in their voices 
someone got hurt, 
was it a fighter, I got numb all over
a tingly feeling rose over me 
the voices grew louder, 
i couldn't bring myself to turn 
lightheaded I stood frozen in my steps
diverted as the main attraction 
the fight broke up, the fiends dispatched 
in midst of the crowd 
i fell to my knees, vision blurred 
i heard the chatter, sirens flaring in the distance
but they might be too late 
who ever is hurt is going to die, 
whilst the same crowd looks on 
i lay flat unable to shift 
wondering what was happening in a state disbelief.
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Written by AndersonRoberts
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