Free Cee Deer John
DEER JOHN
We were surrounded
and astounded
everywhere was a gun
with no where to run
we were trapped
each of us felt strapped
shackled to a tree
all my compatriots and me
to the left were mountains and caves
to the right I saw the sea and its mighty waves
either way we were walking into inescapable death
each holding our own and holding our breath
suddenly we heard gunshot all around
as low as we could we hit the ground
our blood was surely soon to be shed
and this is what a deer must feel like right before he's dead
© 2012....copyright PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
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