Caught, Trapped

jangling nerves... tense, taut...
  darting to and fro… caught... trapped
     whimpering feebly...

The brave gunman licks his lips...
  duck soup... easy prey... unarmed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Proxenos Avatar
June 11, 2019 at 9:25 AM
A fearful situation - explosive and always imminent - school violence is escalating all over the world - very sad Gershon sitting ducks, but what about teenagers and concerts also? Hugs, Jennifer.
Krutsinger Avatar
June 8, 2019 at 5:24 AM
The poor duck. I like how you wrote this; in a different way. Unique poem.
Gauthier Avatar
June 6, 2019 at 7:34 AM
Clever presentation, Gershon.
Wolf Avatar
June 6, 2019 at 2:04 PM
Perhaps you're right, Line... I just feel for all the unprotected schools out there. How foolish/naïve/negligent can they be?!
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
June 6, 2019 at 5:02 AM
Engaging with edge-of-the-seat intrigue, but, alas a guffaw, waits for more--popcorn GW, Aloha William
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
June 7, 2019 at 6:36 PM
I cannot stomach those events as horrific it may be, sadly, for this be an old evil for this world, for school killings goes back to the beginnings when the world began to keep records GW
Wolf Avatar
June 6, 2019 at 2:01 PM
I'll order some popcorn for this summer's expected onslaught of 'School-shooter' flicks. ~ gw
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