
When best friends (secret agents) go on a mission, things go wrong. The story is better than the summery, I swear! character death. Just a short story/poem about agent stuff!
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Tragedy/Adventure - Words: 294 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 10-13-12 - id: 3065208
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Hey everyone! First, thanks for reading my poem. second, it is my dreem to become and author or a poet in the future and third, any comments, reviews, pm's, follows and/or favourites are appreciated! Enjoy!
My Secret Agents Poem
Three agents stood tall outside
Showered by the fierce rain
The shadowed figure opposite
Raised his gun, played his game
The first bullet fired
The recruits were fast
Weapons were loaded
And bullets flew past
Ryan, an agent
Was grabbed by the arm
Gun to his head
Friends in alarm
Daniel and Harry
Pointed their gun
They knew at this point
The madman had won
The evil man smiled
His voice thick and sly
"Put down your weapons
Or watch your friend die!"
Harry obeyed
But Daniel stood firm
He said no-one would die
Under his terms
"Very well" Sighed the man,
"It looks like the end!"
He gripped the trigger
"Don't you care for your friend?"
The question was clear
The answer was too
Should they risk the mission?
What should they do?
A BANG split the silence
Followed by another
Daniel and Harry
Tore their gaze from each other
Daniel looked at the man
He'd shot in the head
He sighed in relief
The dark man was dead
A scream and a cry
Broke Daniel's heart
As secret agent Harry
Ran past his counter part
Daniel was silent
As he watched Harry cry
He looked down at the men
He had allowed to die
Harry ran over
To where Ryan lay
Daniel stood frozen
Heart filled with dismay
Harry's best friend
Was dead thanks to him
He'd held on to his gun
He'd let the man win
Harry looked up
His eyes sore and red
If looks could kill
Then Daniel was dead.
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