SCOPE OF PREDICTION

colin

Sun going down,

Lots of prey around,

Im a predator on sundown, 

Scope of prediction,

Seeing my prey

In the distance,

My scope our eyes meet,

My prey stands there

In ignorance,

Sence of guilt briefly

Flows through my mind,

Take a deep breath,

Squeeze the trigger,

Explosion proceeds,

My prey looks at me,

Knowing its prediction,

Life flows away,

From it's eye's,

It falls in a second,

It's my affliction,

I prey on the innocence,

Sunset is their prediction,

Scope of prediction.

Colin Bradley.

  • Author: colin (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 21st, 2013 13:58
  • Category: Nature
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Comments1

  • sokibgb

    Good job, I really enjoyed it.Hope to read more of your poems, soki

    • colin

      Thankyou Soki for your kind words



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