บท 25: Secrenge 1
For the past few years I've gone,
No connections nor communications to everyone,
Now that I've freed from the cage of isolation,
Only to find out that my beloved in graved decision.
Who am I? as you thought reading this,
I am the only son in our family; the heir,
I was gone for a long time because of my fathers' biz,
I was sent out to train for good, now gloomily sat here.
Because of fathers' biz suffocating the young me,
He asked undergroundedly for the best to train me,
I already knew that he was half-assed father,
Taking advantage to others for money he gathers.
During the time gone, I've missed them for good,
But I isolated the longing feeling for my own good,
Sacrifice I've sold to them for premature to mature,
Train to hell's death to hastily mature.
From economics to business to politics I've learned,
From guns to swords to physical arts I've trained,
From physical endurance to socio-mental endurance I've endured,
Now ready to perform what I've learnt get ready 'coz you're doomed.
First day of mourning, faces of sad, gloom, happy and fright,
For those lefties, think twice directly decide the true right,
Co-owners increases the security purposes for own sake,
Now one is down, whose next to be baked.
Days flew by, my sister was the most affected,
Ensuring her security everyday making history not repeat,
Yet she was gone for today, panic climbed 'she'll be targeted',
I've run through outside not knowing being in bare feet.
Search for uncountable distance, ask uncountable people,
'Where is she?' As night fell onto daylight's curtain,
Nonstop searching, in and out, dead ends and holes,
They're tired yet no footprints of her certain.
Few hours after the last call of the cull,
She came back neither gloomy, sad, in panic nor frighten,
When I saw her I immediately pulled her inside the hall,
By a sudden pulling force, interrupt her happy dream.
I've bombarded too many questions yet answered,
'Sorry' One word erased all my negatives, we hugged,
I hushed her as I feel the drops that wet my right shoulder's sleeve, 'she's crying',
People closes to say worries, yet we siblings are deaf from their saying.
I've help her to her room to rest,
Tired of today's event, quickly asleep in best,
I return to the hall to explain what's sudden interruption,
As night went smoothly as few persona lessens from the unexpected occasion.
I've asked somebody whom I trust to secure the premise,
As I go to underground to perform what I've promise,
Deafening shots outburst the room without stopping,
Within the banged shots encloses the hatred absorbed being.
'Ahhhh!' Roar of the anger kept for a thousand years,
'Bang! Bang! Bang!' Different guns being used to execute what learnt,
People nearby the room could feel the slight shaking tremors of hatred,
Gushing out each fire, feeling if there's a nearby threat.
Few hours passed, the roar suddenly in peace,
No sound being heard or they're deafen from nonstop fire cease,
Inside the room, a man slumped on the floor,
Weapons used scattered everywhere as hoicking roaring cries increases more.
People from nearby afraid to knock nor open the room,
Afraid of becoming the shot-target, it is very gloom,
They've ignore it, as they go report to the outside the door finally reveals, its open,
Exiting a man in ragged physic like thrown and fought uncountable enemies or like a tint-less pen.
A/N: This is the Sadgic's 2 story installment, I hope you've like it.
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