Victim

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Subject Slaves

Kings of the fear world

Subject Slaves

Subject Slaves

Kings of the fear world
birds fly dark by
turn the channel
or...

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”Hush”

”Hush”

”Hush,” he said
”Or I’ll leave you for dead.”
Bound and gagged,
blood dripped from her...

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PLEASE STOP THIS VIOLENCE

To a central London mosque he went to pray
The same as he did at the same time yesterday
...

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THE WORKING MAN

He gets up early and toils all day
Knowing that he has bills to pay
Up at six and will be...

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Sid the snake

Sid the snake

Sid the slithering snake spits out his scournful sting to those who dares to greet him, he’s such a...

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The cicatrix of time

Poem about Auschwitz

The cicatrix of time

Nothing but debris and wire ,
A cynical prison of endless fear.
Rubble left untouched because...

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Serial Killer

Serial Killer

Null of reverence,
Not a wisp of respect or an ode,
Iniquitous of character,
Natural...

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"Moment By Moment"

"Moment By Moment"

"Can you yet see,
past the world's facade,
and put all your faith,
in A Loving God?...

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Englishman sees the...

Englishman sees the difference in the two worlds to the human values

Credibility individual
It came through re-reading the history books
You can't get all sing...

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Mercy

Mercy

Words of mercy easily spill,
Wistful notions on a windowsill.
Kindness nary reach scarlet...

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It

It

It lies in 7x3 ornate box,
While infinity slowly tick-tocks,
Slaughtering insomniac sleep,...

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YOU NEVER BROKE ME

YOU NEVER BROKE ME

My mind is a dark place to contend with each day.
While raising my children I locked these thoughts...

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Now I Sit Me Down To Eat

Now I Sit Me Down To Eat

Now I sit me down to eat,
Juicy cadaver sweetmeat
Bowing bristly head to feast.
...

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Spider Love

Spider Love

Sensual barbs ascend a thigh,
Along a spinal cord, tingles fly.
"Visit my parlor, said a...

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BrokenTown

In BrokenTown it was one day,
I came across a spindly lass,
whose once clear eyes were...