Random World 

Guns and knives came into our town so many years ago, we all carry them except me coz I’m a good citizen in my country but in years past I was lock knife happy. Fuck with me and it’s going in your chest big boy! Try me out and see what I’ll do, you know I won’t be messed with or miss my target if I’m provoked.

But that was then and this is now, I’m unarmed with nothing more than a pen in my pocket to record the events I bear witness to. Already saw a murder, what next a huge car smash all mashed up bodies? Just a matter of time till I come across another incident, I patiently wait to see more things and to do more poems for this book of the dark things I see. Why not light things?