Poem -
A slash of machete
You have been murdered
And that is OK
The killer escaped and is
Long got away
You live your life murdered
With the blood cleaned away
A slash of machete is your smile
for the day
And that is ok
You are happier dead
You can still hear the birds skirt
the trees in your head
The sun still arises upon your
dead eyes
And not one has noticed your
deadly demise
To know yourself murdered is
nothing at all
Even you are too dead to lament
your own fall
M P.30/7/22
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Astounding poetry! There is dead but not dead, yet you might as well as be dead, sort of dead and there is "murdered" — a devastation beyond all devastation suffered. How well, and poetically, you capture these dreadful feelings. Hugs xx
Thanks for your lovely comment...means so much xx
Your poetry ❤❤❤
this is seriously sadly, more sadder than sad even, on a very grey day x
Thankyou friend 💖