You'Ll Never Take Me Alive - Poem by Dale Mullock
The silent alarm has triggered a city wide
hunt for me, but in the shop’s shadows I reside.
Alert to the sound of nearing footsteps,
shuffling forward, oh so slowly I crept,
with gun raised, just waiting,
poised and silently anticipating
for the precise moment to pounce.
A gleaming law badge does announce
the time to cock back the pistol's hammer,
the bullet a one way ticket to the slammer.
I squeeze the chrome; the trigger's apparel,
Bang... an Iron Tiger released from the barrel,
it sinks its jaws in to an unsuspecting throat,
in that second of madness I do demote
myself to Hell and The Devil's atonement,
momentarily I am struck by astonishment
until I contemplate to make a break,
but the victim's partner makes no mistake
as I stand directly in his line of fire,
I'm cremated by his projectile's funeral pyre.
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