'Pocalypse Poetry Challenge for Steem-Pocalypse DAY 2 ROUND 2 - My Poem
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RISKING A TRADE
The edge of town’s up front,
Maybe a wood where I can hunt.
Hungry and must eat, that’s me.
There’s no food here that I can see.
I find nowt on the track
But hear a shout behind my back.
I am offered a trade...
Two food cans for a gun or blade!
It’s no brainer for me.
I’ve got to eat so I agree.
I can’t shoot anyway,
So guns don’t help in an affray.
Will we fulfil our plans?
Will the woman deliver cans?
I hope she won’t cheat me.
I hope to make it out and free.
My Poem for the Poetry Challenge - 4
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