Dead end jobs
A low paid wage,
Yet somehow
Happiness still
Came out way,
For happiness
Is not found
In monetary gain,
It’s found with those
You love and share
Life with everyday.
Dead end jobs
Game of thrones
In a game of thrones
Heroes come and go,
Bad men rise and fall
Good men nowhere at all,
In a game of thrones
Brutality rule ok,
Men stand and fight
For a flag and name,
From north and south
And from other realms,
And the dead come back again
From men who previously fell,
And who’ll only die by fire
All these sides fighting for,
A throne they all desire,
To rule and govern
And vent their debauchery,
In the game of thrones
The game is treachery,
To few heroes
To many without morals,
They’ll kill you no matter
How much you try to grovel,
In this game of thrones
You’re truly on your own,
For kings never last to long
They leave a trail of swan songs,
Beheaded, poisoned and ambushed
They all meet grisly ends,
In the game of thrones
It highlights to all that men,
Lack any empathy and love
instead they love a war,
With all it’s gruesome bloodshed.
Inauguration
Inauguration
Fascination,
But can it heal
A divided nation,
In some places
The guns are out,
Black lives matter
There’s still some doubt,
That change can happen
And equality will follow,
Will it be a brighter
Or darker tomorrow.
Environmental crime
Environmental crime
Is government inaction,
A failure to do the right thing
An inability to go green,
Governments make statements
Filled with intentions,
But seldom are they ever mentioned,
In rules, laws and budgets
When governments say fuck it,
And spend the money on arms and nuclear production,
Meanwhile destroying nature
Failing to nurture or put back goodness into it,
They’ll leave future generations,
In the deepest smelliest shit.
New dawn?
New dawn
New chances,
Who knows
What’s in store,
But if we look
Back in the past,
Seldom does
That hope last,
Because no good
Comes from politics,
No system
Is ever fair for all,
The poor will always
Fall through the net,
The fucked up society
Is all we ever truly get,
There’ll still be
People living on the street,
And those with not enough to eat,
While the rich
Will eat up everything,
And end up morbidly obese
Which is the consequence of greed.
What sets us free
Light shines down on me
And I feel it liberate what it is that I see,
A world of wonder and beauty
And of true blessed humanity,
These things surround me
Because of my love and all I believe,
That love and positivity and will enlighten me.
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.
