Theme: Crime

Finding the Culprit

Loud wailing was heard that fateful morning,
Across the street, soaked in blood, she did lie.
Her abductor had left her there to die,
A trembling body, under an awning.

Passersby appeared not to hear or see,
The pathetic plight of a young woman,
Battered by a crazed and bestial man.
Now for life, she can never be fear free.

Frantic calls were made to the hospital.
After some tense moments - an ambulance,
Could be heard rolling in from a distance.
Quick medical attention was vital.

To save her life and find the criminal,
Were principles thought to be cardinal.


More By  :  Sandra Martyres

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