The HandA Poem by penNhandPull or put downBite the hand that feeds The bullets in the chamber One after another My life is in danger
I rose with the sun Intending to set forever Plan undetected Better yet all so clever
I walk in the shadows Shy away from the faces Those people they live I walk without laces
Flash bright as the sun What a bright light I see I could not bite the hand Instead the hand bit me
*pNh* © 2011 penNhandReviews
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StatsAuthorpenNhandGrover Beach, CAAboutI am in the US Army. I enjoy writing and enjoy always trying to find new and inventive styles to write. :P Photography Quotes more..Writing
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