Just passing by,
Minding my business,
Meaning no harm,
Intending no wrong,
Wanting no evil
To darken my doorway,
Never expecting
To hear danger's song.
Resting my guard
In the cool of the evening,
Easing concern
As the world passes by,
Primed as a victim
To predators watching,
Walking contentedly
Where dangers lie.
Who would have known?
Who could have guessed
That the bystander's trust
Could have been so betrayed?
Just passing by,
Minding my business.
Left dashed, disillusioned,
Bashed and afraid.
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