When No One Was Looking

he stood amidst the ruins of the city

a warrior raised with no pity

when no one was looking

a tear welled up in his eye

for all the men who had to die

she was as tough as could be

a corporate climber making money

but when no one was looking

she would cry

tired of being the bad “guy”

he was a professional fighter

who wanted to be a writer

when no one was looking

he proved he had what it took

and wrote a book

Author: Dave Stancliff

Retired newspaper editor/publisher, veteran, freelance writer, blogger. Married 44 years. Independent thinker. A sense of humor. Defender of truth. Give my poems, essays and short stories a try. I look forward to meeting you.

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