He jumped the counter
holding a knife,
grabbed the teller,
threatened her life,
all for money
and a bit of revenge,
angry at life,
and what it gave him,
the whole event,
over in a flash,
the after effects
much longer than that,
he didn’t get away,
within minutes he was caught,
punished for three months
while the teller is still fraught,
with the horror, the pain,
a completely senseless act,
he threatened her life,
does anyone care about that?
Such a clear narrative poem. Very engaging.
Hi Caitlin
Thanks very much 🙂 It’s still difficult to write about.
Cheers
Sharon