The Bomb
(This is a fictional poem)
I just found a bomb and it's going to detonate in two minutes from now.
There's no time for the bomb squad, I'm going to have to disarm it somehow.
I've never disarmed a bomb before, can I do it?
I have to be careful or we might not live through it.
The children are screaming and the women are starting to cry.
If I fail at disarming the bomb, over thirty people will die.
My life is flashing before my eyes, I wish I could be with my family just once more.
I love and appreciate them more now than I did before.
I just snipped one of the wires and now the bomb is disarmed.
The people are grateful and I'm praising God because nobody was harmed.
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