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Turning my back
oh ye men of so much faith
scattering your deadly wares
like confetti at a wedding
without an ounce of thought
for the innocents on the ground
where moments before was fun and laughter
is now become blood and slaughter
how do you sleep in your beds?
have your dreams turned to nightmares
and your hearts to stone?
Monday 9th September 2019 6:52 am
A Shattered Rose
A Shattered Rose
The slick cliff'd river smears shiny
blue-green sliding waters
across richly wooded chateau-lands;
hurrying through honey-scarred falaises,
cat-mouthed where toffee sandstones
arced onto sleeping innocents beneath.
A country blessèd and blighted both,
in equal measure (as aeons bequeath)
full with easy money, and its deadly past.
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