Neon Rebel

Daily Poetry

Pastel color sky and passing palm trees,
through the window of a Lamborghini.
A bastard cop who lives life on the edge,
a dissident for the rule of law and order.

He thrives in the wicked world of the criminal underground –
nay, his playground.
A vicious hunter made efficient, cunning, and brutal,
absent bureaucracy or standards.

Heart pumping with a flood of adrenaline as his sharp eyes land on his target,
and the .50 action express locks in.

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