We Sit in Jail

Maplespal

there was dripping of blood from her hand​

the lifeless movement of death held her still​

the day's activity went not as planned​

we had no intention to set out to kill​

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the driver sped down the road with glee​

cutting in and out of traffic ahead​

it was the bicycler he neglected to see​

now he is the reason she is dead​

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the police made their way to the site​

traffic backed up along the busy road​

looked in the distance for the blue lights​

my friends and I, the site we controlled​

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four sets of handcuffs on super firm​

the future is bleak and seems but lost​

the driver anxiously talks and squirms​

trying to protect himself at all cost​

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lawyers tried their best to save us three​

lost the battle and now we sit in jail​

the driver was sent to max security​

he shot a cop and jump his bail​

  • Author: Maplespal (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 18th, 2024 04:24
  • Category: Short story
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  • sorenbarrett

    Wow! A type of ballad in verse. The story was good as was the rhyme. The pacing also was excellent as was the length. Nicely done

    • Maplespal

      thanks
      just purging the head.

    • Bella Shepard

      A tale well told, with imagery that captures the sad scene so well. A good write!



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