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A Genesis?
The world keeps shouting
whilst, the quiet
sit in despair, witnessing
the mould & rot spread
Trying not to Inhale
greedy spores that rot hope
Exhaling a desperate, empty foreboding
‘Times they are a-changin’’
Echoes from an old radio somewhere
A white flag drifts past, stained red
We rub our eyes
But, there's fire in the sky
And death all around.
Sunday 4th February 2024 10:56 pm
The Unsettled Man
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I came upon a man, unsettled
Wandering a barren land
He'd lost his hope and joy somewhere
So, I took his trembling hand
I told him I had lost my heart
And my soul had flown away
But, together, perhaps, we could find
A better place to stray
We came across a weeping girl
With skin of obsidian black
Her flesh was torn and gaping red
Where the wh...
Tuesday 16th February 2021 10:52 pm
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