A Deadly Moment of Rage

Paranoid about the rising crime,
perhaps justifiable so,
she bought a handgun.

By mistake, she cut a guy off in
traffic and felt it was his fault
that they almost had an accident.

She jammed on her brakes, got enraged,
started screaming and swearing at the guy
who at first remained calm.

But after her long tirade of swears
and insults, the guy got pissed and
got out of his car to confront her.

To shut him up, she pulled out her gun.
But, enraged, he kept walking toward
her car to tell her off.

She panicked and shot him, blowing her
chances for a self defense plea after
she was arrested.

When she was convicted of murder
in court and sent to jail, she bemoaned
she let anger control her

and took a life because of it. And with
a long prison sentence, lost her freedom
for most of her life.

Bob Boyd

BobBoyd

Author: BobBoyd

Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)

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