Sunday, March 22, 2015

The Massacre

Note: I apparently wrote this way back in 2008, when I was facing the national exams in my final year of high school. So please excuse the excessive drama :P

The Massacre.



There was a massacre
In school
In the classrooms
Thousands were dead
They were massacred
Eerily…silently.

There were no screams
No stench
Just the quiet sigh
Of last breath
Escaping.

The Grim Reaper walked past
Footsteps echo
Papers in hand
Eyes straight ahead
Blind to the dead.

Yes, it was exam day.
The day that our
brain cells
were killed.

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