At school (when I knew him):
His ringed finger points from out of his hammer fist,
cygnet glints, not of pretty stones, nor amethyst.
There for maximum damage should he need to strike with it:
angular, aggressive metal indexes his digit,
his ring appears to have legitimacy –
knuckleduster disguised as fashion jewelry.
As adult (in the news):
He wanted to go out “in a blaze of glory”,
but, his death was futile, tragic, somewhat gory.
He chopped..his own..finger off,
proceeding..to call..the cops.
He ran at them with sword and fake gun.
No choice, but to end, what he’d begun.
The bullet entered his chest and heart, he would soon be dead –
Last words: “Nice one mate, but you should have shot me in the head!”