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What Am I?

You say I can’t look upWhat a load of crockEven if I often choose not toYou’ve seen it happen thoughWhile I spend my time doing littleEat a bit then lounge non-committalI process I repeat each dayNot quite true but it’ll doFive then pause for a coupleOnly to restart the same cycleBut have you guessed whoContinue reading “What Am I?”

Cycle Of Violence

As the bombs fallPeople try and crawlFlee for their livesHoping to surviveThis is not the waySociety in decayStop the bloodshedBefore all our dead Why is it that we feel such a need?Always have to fight and inflict miseryReign down hell onto the innocentBreed malice alongside contempt March through the streetsBillowing of sheetsCaught in the windBodiesContinue reading “Cycle Of Violence”

Finality

Here we have the last in the series of six short stories. This was fun! I do like trying different things now and again. I hadn’t intended to write the last three parts of this series back to back but hey, what happens happens. Aside from that if you want to read everything from theContinue reading “Finality”

By Private Eyes

Lies shrouded in decencyThese are the words spoken to meThen found your corporate structurePerfectly fabricated cultureAll to build a certain type of fameOne determined to place the blameDenounce all with which they don’t agreeSet a stage draped in allegoryWhile shackling those who conformNot freedom but a mass prisonIt’s control and you won’t lookIf you didContinue reading “By Private Eyes”

Eulogy

Eulogy to what you thought was necessaryFaded away into obscurityA shift did happen and we must followStart afresh to continueCause what was once will not be againDon’t rely on hope unendingJust a path we all have to treadBetter than being deadThat’s the alternative and you will refuseI did to but there is newsHeed the messageContinue reading “Eulogy”

Will You Know When To Go?

Faster,Comes the disasterDisregard,Is the new vanguard Exploit,Has become the pointTerror,It’s so much clearer Police,Without true peaceDivide,All that is tried Repent,But that is spentVictim,Part of the system Downfall,That’s what will callLiar,Light the funeral pyre Subsume,To build up the tombDevour,Take all the power Intro,But there was no flowOutro,Global death row

Escapade

Pen to paperExplain the caperThis is the plotDon’t let it dropOur prize is nearIgnore all fearSirens will screamFocus the dreamWe’ll be out soonLife in full bloomPerfect futureNot a rumourGhost in the nightBurning so brightLive as we likeNo upward hike

Hammer Blow

OK, this week is a continuation from last week. That means the fifth part in the ongoing series. Yippie! Because of that there isn’t much I can say. Best thing to do is, if you haven’t, read the previous parts. Apart from that it’s about 11,900 words long. Enjoy! Having stormed through the doorless openingContinue reading “Hammer Blow”

Opposing

Hands are empty and here I standWhat happened to shift the land?One day we were as thick as thievesThe next you couldn’t even look at meRather you would simply glareOr pretend I wasn’t even there You cut the bond and fake you’re cleanAct as though you’re never meanBut finally I have seen the truthRipped meContinue reading “Opposing”

You, Me And It Makes Too Many

You say leave it outBut I don’t agreeToo many times this had happened to meNow the mask is goneSo little remainsCan’t just sit here and gather the pain What sort of person would simply watch?File away all the hurt and the lossI won’t be that guy no matter the dayCause that sounds like being lockedContinue reading “You, Me And It Makes Too Many”