This poem is based on the Taking of the Justice Palace in Colombia. It is told from the 

perspective of someone that dies that day because no one hears what they have gone through (because 

they're dead). It is important because a lot of people died in the attack and this was provoked because 

Pablo Escobar wanted some evidence against him gone. I chose to write this poem in quatrains and 

rhyming couplets because it expressed the event better.

 

"In the Middle of Red and Black Fire"

 

The doors flew,

Men came into view

With their guns raised

A wicked thought they praised.

Bodies plopped here and there

The blood flew everywhere,

In the middle of delusion

And wrong intuition.

 

 

A silver bullet-

 Just like a rocket

Made impact with my head

I was already dead.

The light escaped me.

Hurt and shaking

I closed my eyes

 

I left my life.