Home of fear

Crumbling will

And fear filled thoughts

She found herself caught,

In between a desire

To live in this house she loved,

Or flee in terror at what she felt.

At night she felt the cold waves

Instilling chills within,

Hearing sudden unexpected movements

And unnatural noises,

During the day at home

She felt the eerie touch of creeping hands,

Touching her body

Inappropriately wandering

And squeezing and groping,

And if she resisted she would feel a push into objects,

Or unexplained trips that caused her to fall.

Doctors and psychologists said it was all in her own imagination,

They never listened to her.

On this night however, she decided it was time to leave,

After she felt the walls begin to close in and seethe,

She packed a few things in her room

She walked down stairs in trepidation and left,

And was surprised as the door opened allowing her to go,

She walked, then ran down the road into bright lights

That dazzled her and blinded her,

As her vision cleared she was back at home,

Hands grabbed her pushed her back onto the bed,

Ripped her top off with claw like fingers,

Ripped her jeans down, spun her around

Pressed her head hard into the bed,

Rendering her unable to breathe, suffocating her,

She imagined now her last breath and death

Then a crackly voice whispered in her ear,

That death would be a welcome release from what it had in store,

She felt the claw hands grip her hips nails sinking in,

Felt something penetrate her from behind,

Then pounded her into the bed ferociously and violently,

She screamed and begged for it to stop

But the more she did the more vehemently it went,

She closed her eyes and imagined hard

Of being someplace else,

Hoping the doctors and psychologists were right

As she did she woke up.

It was morning, she was in bed, was it a dream?

She pushed back the covers and saw the claw marks in her hips,

Felt something in her move as her stomach started to swell

Then felt gnarled hands grip her shoulders and they pulled her back,

Heard a crackly voice say daddy’s back

And bitch is about to have daddy’s baby,

Her back arched she felt her legs open

Screaming she felt the baby crawl out,

A twisted ugly demonic monster, hissing and screaming

She closed her eyes, the awoke again.

Once again, everything was ok

She got up and all was fine,

Left the room and entered her living room but it had changed,

Now all she saw was a fiery cavernous cave

Heard the screaming and crying of lost souls,

And a demon on a throne saying
welcome home mummy,

A tiny demon lept up at her

Ripping her top open and feasting on her breast,

The demon on the throne said that daddy and baby needed her,

To satisfy their needs and that her new home now was Hades,

She wailed and screamed as the demons cackled with glee.

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Empty haunted city

Somewhere in the ether

There is something missing

Empty is the city

Of great buildings now covered in vegetation

There’s now a river flowing where streets once were

Where once kids played with glee

But now all that there is to see

Is the haunted abandoned moss grown city

There’s an unnatural silence

That resonates around these streets

No more sounds of laughter

Bouncing off the walls

Just empty, haunted memories

As if no one ever existed there at all.

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Knight riders

Through the mist of battles

And acts of savagery,

I heard the noise of riders

The noise of hooves,

As the Knights rode through,

Mighty men in armour

Faces, hidden by iron helmets,

I have to wonder where they’re going

What hell are they going to meet next,

Or what misery they may inflict

On another set of innocent people,

This brutality is their nature

And they believe their glory will come with a good death.

Snakes in the grass

Don’t turn you back on some

If you do you may be done,

By their act of treachery

While smiling at you and me,

Snakes in the grass

Or phantoms in the shadows,

Some people are beyond our trust

And after they betray and hurt you,

Watch them lasciviously, lustfully grinning as they do,

While betraying you for reasons only they knew.

Forgot to live

I’ve heard it said that we only live once,

Yet the truth is we should strive to see that we can live every day,

As if each day is a chance of being reborn to inspire and love again,

The truth is we may only die once

And what we acquire in this life can’t be taken to the grave,

Such as in the form of money but it can in the good deeds that we create,

We leave behind stories that define us in positive ways,

Or we can leave a legacy built on violence, bitterness, greed and hate,

The choice is ours, it’s always been, it’s only media lies that says it’s not,

Learning we live in the present moment is something we forgot.

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No shame in being different

We are all indigenous

We are all the same,

There is nothing different

We are all from the same place,

Yet we are all unique

But we strive to be the same,

To fit in to a society

That makes being different

Something to fee ashamed of,

And this duality of being

Ties us up in knots,

Our physical biology is the same

But our conscious being is not.

Addicted

Hook me up

Fuck me up

With negativity,

Hook me up

Fuck me up

With toxicity,

Pump me full of lies

Destroy all my dreams,

Tell me there’s no hope

Because the internet’s the king,

Hook me up

Fuck me up

I need my fix to be,

The self absorbed person

That it wants me to be.

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We are to blame

This shitty media we get is the one we watch and buy

The shit storm government is one that we vote for we buy their lies

This messed up society is one that we create

By allowing so much toxicity, violence, greed and hate

By doing so little and being passive observers

The world we get is the one we’re most deserving of.

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Dark mornings

Dark mornings

Early starts,

It’s cold outside

But stay warm of heart,

Rain falling

Works calling,

So is life to play your part,

Be positive

And be inspiring,

Be happy in all you do,

Dark mornings

Early starts,

I wish blessing on you.

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The Contemplative Activist (TCA)

Responding to Jesus' Invitation to 3-C Contemplative Activism.

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