Poem -

Caught in a riot

Wrong place , Wrong time

Caught in a riot

Holiday plans shattered
Our weekend break to a 
backdrop of fire and broken glass 
An angry mob and faceless police , 
A line behind shields that advances 
No questions asked ....

We must get off this street
But we don't know this City .
Are we safer in the storms eye ?
Will the wave of anarchy wash over & pass by ?
State of curfew and emergency ....

We did emerge , unscathed
We escaped unharmed . 
Now watching from our hotel balcony
A soundtrack of sirens and various burglar alarms
Police and protesters in pitched war .
The Authorities will win 

-We turn back into our room
The evening is beginning to turn , Cold .
 

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S.zaynab.kamoonpury

What were the riots about , did u find out?
hey poet and you do depict the scenes very creatively and vividly which turned out an awesome poem for which you deserve kudos.
I like reading n writing real life scenes so this poem is unique.

 

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Chris Bond

Good morning the riots were in Barcelona to do with Catalan separatists wanting independence from Spain and some people imprisoned due to it . Thank you for your kind words about my poem , I've tried to experiment with a shorter poem for my most recent attempt , have you written anything new recently , if so I'd love to read it ! Hoping you find my poem interesting if you do read it and wishing you a happy day , Chris :)

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