BE WARNED
The world is not a place
Where small things should roam
All small children
And kindly animals
Should most certainly fear
To mistake it for home
Be warned
The poor world is the cruelest of places
Which teems and swellsÂ
With the oddest of creatures
Who chase money and pleasure
In lunatic races
Inflict torturesÂ
From the very devil's cart
​​​​​​To all the small things
For the world has spawned evil
Souls that grow black as crows wings
Which beat and flap and burst out
Grin and smile
Smack their lips as small things pass by
Relish the attack
Be warned
The world offers no safe harbour
To innocent things
No angel of mercy to end the plight
​​​​​No night in shining armour
Or saviourÂ
To save them
The world emits a sickly stench
Toxic and vile
Into the cosmos the all seeing eye
And all the whileÂ
The Gods
Concern themselves not
Let it rot they say
Let them rot
And all the while the small things cry
Beg for mercy
Suffer great hurts
Scream out the bastard truth
And die
But nobody cares and nobody hears them
Be warned.
Marion Price ( 2019)
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