The night whispers,

as he made his rounds at all the bars,

the street lights were like stars,

as he passed several parked cars,

behind the wheel,

his head was numb,

he couldn’t even feel,

he gauged the effects of the beer,

then calculated the number

of State Troopers he saw in the rear,

a public works truck rumbles

for a moment his mind stumbles,

feeling a heavy daze,

squinting through an alcoholic gaze,

alone figure standing a few feet away,

his reality would pray,

the car would sway,

unable to sustain the vehicle’s rage,

ten minutes later,

it felt as if he was on a stage,

a crowd gathering, lights flashing,

mental lapse crashing,

pains thrashing,

he slowly looked down,

saw that figure on the ground,

scattered in a pool of blood,

a moment of whispers broken,

and the sirens was the last sound.

© 2011 Frank Atanacio

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LedToolZ 6 years ago from Memphis, TN

i like this...very interesting...what made you write this if you dont mind me asking

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Frank Atanacio 6 years ago from Shelton Author

I like dramatic poetry I think LOL thanks so much for reading this piece

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brightforyou 6 years ago from Florida

You write really well!

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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you bright

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Vinaya Ghimire 4 years ago from Nepal

I think I have see this some where in Kathmandu's street.

It is terrible to become a witness.

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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you Vin bless you bro

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pstraubie48 16 months ago from sunny Florida

O my how well you were able to paint this imagery with carefully chosen words....you ability to do this is indeed a gift.

Angels are on the way to you, Frank. ps

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Frank Atanacio 16 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you so much PS for reading my whispers :) Frank

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