Night (an acrostic poem)

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Now, now is the time to strike back

Igniting the passions of the oppressed

Giving the darkness a soul of fire and destruction

Hell’s gates have broken, and we are not going back

To our oppressors, flee.  We will do more than just go bump in the …

Hunted (an acrostic poem)

He stalked his prey

Until it tired, letting him get close

Now he was ready to make the final strike

To claim her as his trophy

Emboldened as he struck out, but he suddenly realized he had been wrong

Didn’t get to see her triumphant smile with his lifeless eyes

 

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Balls (an acrostic poem)

Bowling down her competition

Abagail paused to catch her breath

Looking for a sign for where next to strike

Laughing at how they mockingly told her to grow a pair

She threw herself into finishing them off

 

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