Morning Sun Poem by Lamar Cole

Morning Sun



He was driving in the inner city when a carjacker pulled out a gun.
The carjacker shot him in the head as he was calling 911.
He was just out for a night of fun.
He knew that he wouldn't see the morning sun.
At the last minute, he wished that he had just stayed at home.
And talked with friends on his cellphone.

Saturday, September 15, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: people,violence
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 15 September 2018

This is a very thought provoking sharing.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 15 September 2018

Dear Lamar, it is really a beautiful poem on violence in your pen. Cutely and touchingly you have inscribed it. Thanks for sharing.

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Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh 15 September 2018

A sign of a violent ridden society nicely depicted,

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