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Manhattan Morning
Manhattan Morning
the cat was sick
I cared for it
which made me late
to catch the bus
which got caught up
in traffic jams
so I got off
to walk the last few blocks
which made me sweat
under the blue sky
my brow was wet
with perspiration
out of breath
I stepped inside
a coffee shop
and bought a cup
of Espresso
and spilt the lot
because I ...
Sunday 7th April 2019 12:12 am
September Sisters
Twin sisters, both alike in majesty,
In New Manhattan, where we set this scene,
From arid lands flocks an old enemy,
To scorch the earth of this, a western dream.
From fateful skies the fatal flights descend,
But none the wiser to their pending fate,
The man and child, to happy affairs tend,
Their future sealed beneath a veil of hate.
Through vacant city clouds, their path...
Friday 13th September 2013 12:25 pm
911 Tribute Poem
What did it achieve, bar hatred
And indeed if that was its aim
It did not build the hatred they thought
We don't hate all Moslems the same
Some fools do, but not us all
So it failed, the bombers dream
We know the majority are just like us
And the terrorists from the extreme.
Some s...
Sunday 12th September 2010 6:47 pm
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