At Gunpoint
Everything flashes like a slideshow,
your faculties refuse to comprehend.
Aborted chances, lost opportunities--
a stretched truth of an endless nightmare.
Justice-hungry innards hammer inside,
a perpetual defiance mounting.
seething emotion turning to stark emptiness,
misery gnawing from trumped-up promises.
Hope-starved and shackled by iniquity,
tears flood deep into your soul.
Fears and regrets grip your heart,
your stifled screams remain unheard.
Gouged, grated,
stripped down to nakedness...
you take one last breath of freedom;
before the shadows of greed
usurp the lifeblood from your veins.
Copyright © Rachelle Credo | Year Posted 2006
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