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The Unfair Fight

Contributed by youthoughtyouknew on Tuesday, 1st March 2005 @ 02:49:34 AM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

One late evening on a Sunday night,

I heard two of my friends were going to fight.

As a group of people waited for the show,

What was about to happen, they did not know.

When the last fighter was coming down the street,

The audience jumped to their feet.

What we seen was a surprise,

He arrived with a different group of guys.

He brought his god damn dad,

At that moment the fight turned sad.

As multiple black men harassed the crowd,

I stood and watched as they yelled aloud.

They were grown adult men, aged around thirty,

And those son of a ***** began to fight dirty.

The rest of them joined their friend as he surrounded his son.

As they watched one boy get beat until he was done.

As the puss of a fighter stood up and walked away,

The victim stood up and then was hit from the other way.

As his friends tried to help him,

The fight began to grow grim.

A giant brawl had now broken out,

Next thing I knew, the people were starting to shout.

As innocent kids were sucked into the fight,

Many were hurt that late Sunday night.

These excuses for men were truly mean,

As I seen them use weapons in this gruesome scene.

After that they all fled,

As the victimized kids sat there and bled.

This event was truly an unfair fight,

Take my word that this story is right.

Now go on and spread the word across the rumor beet,

About the event that happened on Morrison Street.

Copyright © youthoughtyouknew ... [ 2005-03-01 02:49:34]
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Re: The Unfair Fight (User Rating: 1 )
by Hiddendarkness1705 on Tuesday, 29th August 2006 @ 03:18:49 PM AEST
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Beautifully sad....
More people should read this..I loved it.

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