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“Last Man Standing”
Every side is
under pressure
all the walls
have crumbled
no one left to
hear you whimper
you struggle on
without a sound
as the onslaught
keeps approaching
you stand ready
for the fight
nothing left
afraid of losing
you raise your fist
into the night,
no more options
worth exploring
steady now
their getting close
they can’t take
what you have
make them pay
with blood
and bones
one last breath
you are surrounded
one last swing
before you die
no famous words
that bare repeating
no last kiss
before goodbye…
     Tom Allen…06-02-2018…