Overthrow

Winch upon waking; the night is not gone.
Harangue at your terrors that sweep along the walls.
Make a shotgun of your pillow, throw lightning at the mirror.
What would the darkness have of you? Mass marketer of
fears, has aligned itself with your cheek, weaving your spittle
into the phantom.

Don’t Wait

 

 

Late in the evening it became the early morning hours

The satanic lion was prowling seeking whom he might devour.

Many people partying and enjoying life, the day was almost done.

Never in their minds did they dream they would not wake to see the sun.

In walked evil, guns loaded, plans made ready  about to start

Evil , hatred and destruction was all that was in his heart.

World Terror … don’t leave the sunshine – Bop Poem

“It is a mistake to refer to Muslim terrorists. I believe no religion endorses terrorism. The essence of all major religions is compassion, forgiveness, self-discipline, brotherhood and charity. All religions have the potential to strengthen human values and to develop general harmony. But individuals twist religious beliefs for their own ends. There are people who use religion as a cover to achieve their vested interests, so it would be wrong to blame their particular religion. Religious divisions have lately become dangerous once more, and yet pluralism, under which everybody is free to practise his or her own faith, is part of the fabric of contemporary society.”  The Dalai Lama

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Glazed eyes behold
Restless dead
Shuffling onwards
Driven by one
Ruination and dominance
The only goal

loves fist

Karen from A Reason 2 Rhyme has offered a poetry / writing challenge. Stop over Mondays and give it a try. Here’s a haiku

Trapped inside my head.

Black to the left of me black to the right above and below me too, all around is endless night.

photo credits google images

Am I dreaming am awake, this constant gnawing at my soul is getting more than I can take.

The more I struggle the more it hurts I scream and I shout in the silence   my mind disconcerts.

Am I alone in here I do not know I reach out my hand and I feel around slow. There is nothing to feel only darkness. I am not sure if anything is real