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Two worlds

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She cried as if she was three again

This competent, clever, caring woman:

Her practice all-emergency work now: depression, deserted children, suicide  dead souls,

Spice, Meth, Horse, Charlie, Booze, Weed, E.

Foul defilement, rape, violence, tears.

People living in fear

Do you hear?

People too scared to fall asleep!! You who live in the comfort zone,

Of pensions, savings, income draw down, gated communities, awaydays in a no-kids hotel

Do you hear the silent suffering?

 

On the seafront, there is a stone, 

Where, in the creamy moonlight

Men and women pledge themselves

To live another, less selfish life

It is a far-far-place where ye faeries dance,

Owls screech their ageless, high-blown cry, alive beneath this high, star-cluttered sky,.

Enriched, by such and such, wild sprigs of poetry.

 

◄ Mother's little helper

Quantum leap ►

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John Marks

Wed 18th Aug 2021 22:21

Thanks Holden Stephen A and Stephen G.

He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written.“ — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying

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Stephen Gospage

Wed 18th Aug 2021 16:38

Thanks, John. I like this, even if it is uncomfortable for some of us. It is the kind of poem that needs to be written and read.

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