Flash Fiction? – Perhaps not.
The Thug – Only one thing on his mind, violence and destruction,
after my encounter with him I had facial reconstruction.
When the paramedics arrived I guess the first thing they saw –
Was that my head had been used as a football; I had a completely shattered jaw.
The Thug, was caught and sentenced for what he had done to me,
three months he got for the violent act – much too short, I hope you agree.
I was still hospitalised when he was set free to roam,
when I was pronounced well enough to leave, I had to face home alone.
Living in close proximity to where Thug has a home
was not the ideal scenario – I was far from being adventuresome.
The fear of meeting Thug again should haunt me night and day,
But I will stand and fight for justice –
Show Thug and his like – they can’t have it all their own way.
C. J. Black©β
24th June 2013.