Robbed

Here the dusk began
And by the time I reached there
The curtains of the houses were already drawn
The night had fallen
We were strangers sitting outside this quiet town

We crept in on cat feet
Soft, quiet
As to not wake up all the gentle ladies
In their dreams of men and food and a life disastrous with dramatics

We called for our accomplices softly
They crept out from the corners
Stolen gold glittered in their hands
And the glittering light shone brightly in our eyes

It’s done, someone spoke, let’s go
No, I said
What? They asked
They’ll come after us, they’ll know
So what do you want to do? Kill the whole village?
Yes, I said.

The light of blood shone in my eyes.