The Fight

The abuse came first in a torrent, nonsensical, then the
Punch. Retaliation came swiftly: like a flash of lightning
After rolling thunder, out of the blue, surprising the bully
As it crashed into his jaw.
Six foot odd toppled and clattered to the ground like a
Demolished skyscraper.

Shocked silence was heard, a period where understanding
Was lost. Minds groped and grasped making no sense of
What had happened, the protagonists stilled like figures in
A tableau.
People around stared, unsure of what had occurred. A line
had been crossed, civilities breached.


The tall man on his hands and knees shook his head to clear
The bemusement. This should not happen, could not happen,
But it had and there he was, floored. His nemesis looked on.
Not in triumph, but shame.
Well being having been breached, by the tall mans stupidity,
His sanctuary violated, its tradition besmirched. A friend lost.

nicessssss

Happen in the Literary & Philosophical Society. I could kill the stupid bastard.

Worth a Google, just add Newcastle and you'll get it

P.S. Still love your writings. Hope you are well

Bill