Ambushed

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Roving coyotes scream and howl,

Terrorizing shrieks bounce

Above the trees and across the fields,

Shudders slither up my neck,

I imagine unwary prey ambushed

In the crisp star-studded navy night.

Soulless slayer brays and boasts,

Across networks and through the nation,

Blatant lies boldly broadcast

Treachery thwarts my rhythm,

I grieve for 200,000 innocent souls

Needlessly dead on the autumn equinox.

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Cinda Findlan resides with her husband, Paul, on Wellesley Island, NY. A retired professor of education, she now dedicates her time to writing, painting, and to her two granddaughters, Rayna and Britt.

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