By emily2u | From the Heart | 24 Nov 2021

I can smell trouble,
It’s thick in the air.
In town is a rumble,
To step out, I don’t dare.

Been going on for a week,
Luckless ones are killed.
Some were injured, now weak,
The river is blood-filled.

Something fanned the spark,
Became an uncontrollable fire,
One night in the park ---
There are crack-shots for hire.

Which shops are being looted,
Is an hourly topic.
Some are terrified, stay rooted,
Things have turned chaotic.

*Photo by Hasan Almasi on Unsplash  

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