I cannot walk properly after the gun shot,
But you were the very hunter who shot my leg.
Your gun shot was aimed at my back like,
A virgin lady without a pot;
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Hello sir! Your poem is like the ocean so deep! i was the girl who left a comment if you still remember. I think your a professional and when you write the reader could really feel what your trying to say. God Bless Sir. -Glennish M. Gemperoa-
This poem is twisted! A man and a hunter, the not so vunerable and the man with the uniform, I see also a light of hope, then the feeling of what took place! I love the way this poem brought of something long lost: mans life is a battlefield! when the king of the jungle turns arounds and preys on its subject..