Hollowpoint Poem by Arik Fletcher
Hollowpoint
Storm clouds darkening with dread,
Hanging here above my head,
Hiding from the skies they’ve fled,
Floating on the fear they’re fed.
Darkness looking for its kind,
Shadows roam each maze they find,
Digging through my weakened mind,
Leaving nothing safe behind.
Empty visions roaming free,
Dreamless void all I can see,
Hollow shell that once was me,
Alone forever more to be.
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8/7/2025 3:43:03 PM # 1.0.0
The hollow-point explodes On impact as it goes Tearing apart the body proper As there is nothing to stopper. A toxic dose of steel or lead That is a death warrant instead Used to kill and maim Is the purpose, all the same. Hollow point bullets are intended To cause maximum damage when expended. Perhaps it is the best way To influence those who otherwise can't be swayed. When nations seek to kill the leader of another They open the door to widespread plunder By saying what they do is right Makes political assassination alright! s