Deep Poetry: Game Over

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Friday, January 28, 2011

Game Over

The confused inner city kid had a gun. Another boy didn’t show him respect, so he shot him dead. The gunboy fled into a park, under a bush hid shivering in the cold rain. Now he was a hero in the eyes of other kids Sirens and voices, they have got him now. One bullet left, wished he was back home with his mum, thought of his options… a hero for all time? Sign in to see full entry.

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