Lonely Night

It's so hot outside, I feel hot inside. The heat of the day is on it's way. The heat inside is an angry fire, Stoked by fear,hate and distress, Consuming love,joy and happiness. Why do we allow this to be so, To be honest, I really don't know. Too much time spent alone on stag, Wondering why for you time is a drag. Staring out into the deepest dark, Wondering if tonight you are the mark. Weapon at ready, finger on the guard, Resting on the sandbag, traversing to and fro. Look at that car, why is it going too slow, Guy jumps out starts to run away, You take him down as the car explodes, Turning deepest night into fiery day. Your time is up and your duty done, You survived again until the next one. © Dave Timperley 27 July 2016