Orlando Belo

Gold Star - 8,288 Points (Derby, England)

A Cut Above The Rest - Poem by Orlando Belo

My great-grandfather was a soldier
and Rebecca was his loving wife.
They were wed in what was then India,
and she was accustomed to army life.

They lived in an Indian army bungalow,
on the outskirts of the City of Lahore.
Whilst he the Major was away on duty
a guard kept their home secure.

One evening as the sun was setting,
an open window let in the breeze.
The manservant lit the oil lamps,
then retired to the bungalow’s eaves.

As Rebecca sat quietly reading,
the sound of a thud came from outside.
From the wall, she took her father’s sword,
and stood behind the curtain as if to hide.

With the sword raised high above her head,
she was ready to take a swipe.
Nervously she stood there waiting,
for whatever came in from the night.

Eventually from behind the closed curtains,
a hand, and then an arm poked through,
and then with a downward swipe of the sword,
she severed the arm in two.

A loud scream of pain followed,
as the man left his severed limb behind.
When Rebecca later told the story,
she said the burglar left more than he could find.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 8, 2015

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