Poem -

Where are the police?

Where are the police?

D a r k
   Is the night 
        DeAth is approaching 
 The murderer is hunting 
     Tears are falling 
 Shrieks are sounding 
     Where are the police 
          :
    There is somebody inside here 
  The noise is becoming louder 
     The tension is building 
        The burglar is closer 
   :
   Sirens 
       Police 
  Non 

  One day in the death of a spinster 

 

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