Shot in the dark,
He made a mark.
No one knew what he wanted,
if only his last wish was granted.
Captured in the alley, right from where he began,
Trying to evade them, he always ran.
Picked up a gun when he was fifteen,
In one of his neighbourhoods, kinda green.
Grew up playing with aunts & cousins,
They expected him to bring home trophies, in dozens.
But who would have thought he’s the same kid from the park,
Where he was Shot in the dark…
Shoot To Thrill 
Nice one… keep up
Thanks Anonymous 🙂
dude ur gooood……..R u a poet ??????
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Hey Tabish, sorry for the late reply…thanks for the compliment. And no, not a poet…this is my first try at poetry :).
Cheers!
I didn’t know you write. Pretty good work. Look forward to more… Cheers! 😀