A Jack's Game!

A Jack's Game!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

During the criss cross of fire
I was caught off guard,
and hit with a thought flying,
that ricocheted and stung
the heart for evermore.
I was replaced by a nought
in a Jack's Game realising
my life was on the table.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Added on August 27, 2017
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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