Wounded
I’ve been wounded
Brutally stabbed by the unsuspected arrows
That shone invisibly in the midnight hour
I’ve been taken out
And did not visualise the contemplation
Of the opposition as it swung a fatal blow
I’ve been upper-cut once, twice, thrice
And unfortunately pierced in the heart
The foe disguised as a friendly accomplice
Copyright © Samantha Haynes | Year Posted 2006
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