Mister

by Skyler   Feb 11, 2013


Perhaps in some life come and gone
He would have wed my sister
And built a home to tarry on
The missus and her mister

But there are no celebrations here
A bead trained on his crown
My sights now set, my vision clear
I shoot the mister down

I behold his final blunder
As his thoughts spill from his head
And can't help but sit in wonder
At what could have been instead

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  • 11 years ago

    by Guy Epsilon

    Very awesome, leaves you wondering. Beautifully written and had a great rhythm.

  • 11 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    This reads like a folk ballad steeped in mystery I enjoyed reading it

  • 11 years ago

    by Autumn Leaves

    Very interesting, I find this poem to be thought provoking and like the comment above I like the ending.

  • 11 years ago

    by Mohan

    Nice written.
    Perhaps in some life come and gone
    This is beautiful line.

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