Bullet Rains at the Gates

Title: Bullet Rains at the Gates

Amidst the hushed palm trees tall and grand,
A sleek SUV weaves, intent on crossing unquestioned land.
Deputies, vigilant guardians, tense in their stance,
Face a rogue intruder, a daring chance.

Silent bullets pierce the air, a symphony of steel,
Chaos unleashed, fate’s sinister reveal.
Mar-a-Lago’s noble facade now marred,
Yet order restored as shots tear through the yard.

Defiance harnessed in that fearless pursuit,
The vehicle’s menace met with a resounding salute.
A standoff battled, life hanging by a thread,
Averted disaster, responder’s painstaking tread.

Witnessing the price paid to protect and to serve,
We salute the brave souls, their courage preserved.
In the face of danger, they stood by their vow,
Preserving the peace, safeguarding us now.