Hood Popped
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gilbertpacheco
gilbertpacheco Art shaped by words!
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Life experience put into a short poem, I hope you enjoy.

Hood Popped

It's a late night, the devil is on the prowl

He creeps slowly, searching to do his foul

The area is combed and the traps have been set

The slipping young G, will be the one the wicked gets

The youngster walks tall and strong

But now he has realized, he just walked into sight of the unforgiving prongs

Escape routes have been blocked , the end is near

Evil has surrounded him, POP, there is no more fear!

The devil withdraws his army, all of his silhouettes

Do not question how, ask who will be next??

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