The Test

I wondered who he was

As I passed his broken car

As I witnessed his blood freed from his body

And the army sounding from afar 

Was he a bomber, choosing to die?

Was he a fool that did not check his car? 

Then I ran, 

Late for my midterm exam

And till this day, I can’t remember for the life of me if I passed the test

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