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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Action & Adventure
- Subject: Poems & Songs
- Published: 06/16/2022
The Heist
Born 1959, M, from Stoke, United KingdomMy mate Robbie and me were going to town
When we noticed a situation was starting to come down
Police cars came streaming down the street from god knows where
And people were legging it to get away from there.
So without ado and acting as if one
We turned and started running to where they were running from
It wasn’t hard to tell the source of all the fuss
By the circle of police cars and a police minibus
Full of burly coppers armed to the teeth
Sweating in the sunshine with stab vests underneath
So much body armour they could barely rise
Machine guns across their chests and fear in their eyes
Behind them was a jewellery shop, windows broken, door ajar
The alarm above it blaring it’s warning to afar
In the street in front a man lay crumpled on the floor
Eyes open looking lifeless, down outside the door
Even from where we stood it was plain to tell
For him the dramas over, and didn’t turn out well.
The Police shouted at us, ordered us to retreat
Robbie just stood there, his face as white as a sheet
I grabbed his arm and tried to drag my friend away
He pushed me off and looked at me in terror and disarray
“My wife’s in there” he growled, “she works behind the till”
If the cops won’t go to help her out then I guess we will
“I don’t know, man, everyone is packing lead
We get caught in the middle, we will both end up dead”
He looked at me with disgust in his eyes, and that I couldn’t take
“Ok” I muttered, “but it’s one hell of a chance to take”
He slapped me on the shoulder then turned to face the store
Then he did something that I’ve never seen before
Just before I carry on I need a moment to set the scene
So outside the police are hanging around as we have already seen
Inside the jewellery store one gunman has his gun on the staff
The other one is peeking out of the window keeping his eye on t’ path
Both were getting desperate, not expecting to be there so long
Never expecting to use the guns, or things to go so wrong
So Robbie stripped naked and screaming like a ghoul
Ran between the police cars breaking every rule
The cops were so shaken, they forgot they had arms
And stared open mouthed at Robbie's dubious charms
It gave us the time we needed to get through the door
And both of us went crashing into the jewellery store
The window gunman panicked and put a bullet in the ceiling
Just as Robbie kneed him in the groin reducing him to squealing
His gun dropped from his hands and I kicked it out the door
Robbie gave him an uppercut and knocked him to the floor
The second gunman was screaming and pointed his gun at me
And time slowed down and his trigger finger was all that I could see
The barrel flashed, the pain ripped through, I dropped down on one knee
Holding my hand on my stomach , blood was all I could see
I looked at the gunman, the last thing that I saw
A lady jumped him around the neck pushing him to the floor
Police were shouting orders but all I could see was grey
Then both the noise and the world quietly slipped away.
Well Robbie didn’t get locked up, or a commendation
I guess his wife working there acted as mitigation
His wife and friend were ok and visit me regularly
And Robbie comes every week to tell me that he’s sorry
They all blame themselves, I tell them to behave
Every time they come, they come to lay flowers on my grave
The Heist(Tallisman)
My mate Robbie and me were going to town
When we noticed a situation was starting to come down
Police cars came streaming down the street from god knows where
And people were legging it to get away from there.
So without ado and acting as if one
We turned and started running to where they were running from
It wasn’t hard to tell the source of all the fuss
By the circle of police cars and a police minibus
Full of burly coppers armed to the teeth
Sweating in the sunshine with stab vests underneath
So much body armour they could barely rise
Machine guns across their chests and fear in their eyes
Behind them was a jewellery shop, windows broken, door ajar
The alarm above it blaring it’s warning to afar
In the street in front a man lay crumpled on the floor
Eyes open looking lifeless, down outside the door
Even from where we stood it was plain to tell
For him the dramas over, and didn’t turn out well.
The Police shouted at us, ordered us to retreat
Robbie just stood there, his face as white as a sheet
I grabbed his arm and tried to drag my friend away
He pushed me off and looked at me in terror and disarray
“My wife’s in there” he growled, “she works behind the till”
If the cops won’t go to help her out then I guess we will
“I don’t know, man, everyone is packing lead
We get caught in the middle, we will both end up dead”
He looked at me with disgust in his eyes, and that I couldn’t take
“Ok” I muttered, “but it’s one hell of a chance to take”
He slapped me on the shoulder then turned to face the store
Then he did something that I’ve never seen before
Just before I carry on I need a moment to set the scene
So outside the police are hanging around as we have already seen
Inside the jewellery store one gunman has his gun on the staff
The other one is peeking out of the window keeping his eye on t’ path
Both were getting desperate, not expecting to be there so long
Never expecting to use the guns, or things to go so wrong
So Robbie stripped naked and screaming like a ghoul
Ran between the police cars breaking every rule
The cops were so shaken, they forgot they had arms
And stared open mouthed at Robbie's dubious charms
It gave us the time we needed to get through the door
And both of us went crashing into the jewellery store
The window gunman panicked and put a bullet in the ceiling
Just as Robbie kneed him in the groin reducing him to squealing
His gun dropped from his hands and I kicked it out the door
Robbie gave him an uppercut and knocked him to the floor
The second gunman was screaming and pointed his gun at me
And time slowed down and his trigger finger was all that I could see
The barrel flashed, the pain ripped through, I dropped down on one knee
Holding my hand on my stomach , blood was all I could see
I looked at the gunman, the last thing that I saw
A lady jumped him around the neck pushing him to the floor
Police were shouting orders but all I could see was grey
Then both the noise and the world quietly slipped away.
Well Robbie didn’t get locked up, or a commendation
I guess his wife working there acted as mitigation
His wife and friend were ok and visit me regularly
And Robbie comes every week to tell me that he’s sorry
They all blame themselves, I tell them to behave
Every time they come, they come to lay flowers on my grave
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Gerald R Gioglio
07/06/2022Pretty cool. Love the mixed prose / poetry technique. Thanks, Jerry
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Stephen Pearmine
07/06/2022That was very well done indeed. The last sentence was so powerful, I didn't see that coming. Excellent work. :)
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