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Human Wreckage
See their faces so jaded
With all the torturous barking they hear
Over and over and over again
Assaulting their innocent ears
Our mouths keep spitting out poison
There’s bile wrapped in every word
After all these years of affection
How did our love become so absurd?
And I hope, just hope
You sleep sound and safe in your single bed on this night
I kn...
Monday 14th October 2013 6:28 pm
Their Future Day
Their Future Day
Go on,
Why ever not,
Succumb to the latest passion –
Expose your child to violence!
Go on,
Ask upon these casualties their age,
And when upon reply you see they hide,
Don’t be alarmed at the lie they say
To cover up the hurt!
Five, maybe Six years old
They say behind the tears,
Yet for all their fears,
They k...
Sunday 7th July 2013 12:36 am
Daddy's Poem by unknown poet
Daddy's Poem
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Her hair was up in a pony tail,
Her favourite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
And she couldn't wait to go.
But her Mummy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
If she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say.
Wha...
Tuesday 8th January 2013 9:14 pm
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