David Redpath
Down to sleep
their souls to keep
Vulnerable
innocent and meek
Shaken … in shock
Grim trauma that seeps
out from the gutter
to reap
Below life’s glitter
where mothers weep
for innocence shattered
beyond all hope
Watch out now
Take care
Beware
Given enough rope
all things dark
and fearful
… into the deep
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I seriously held my breath during this. Amazing. 😀😀
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Thanks Stella.
You can breathe now,
it’s all over
(but not for some).
I was quite angry when writing.
I guess I still am.
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Pheww breathing
I agree this world makes us that way
I agree on the return of the hour we can’t know
The timing is perfect though it is 1000 years to us it is only a day to him
Btw I’m convinced that you are a genius lol
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Stella, I’m ashamed to admit,
my genus is ‘Human’.
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Awesome as always, David! I liked rereading this one a few times, a few more investments on return (meaning)!
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Thanks for re-reading.
Perhaps just a coincidence,
but I vaguely remember
that song ‘Kids in America’
playing in the background,
whilst I was writing.
That one sung by Kim Wilde.
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I am not a big believer of coincidence. I am more a part of the synchronicity camp. 😉
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Well there’s a wild coincident.
I’ve got a chronic cramp,
and bad case of deja vu vu.
Passed down the family
line, by the Ancients of Moo Moo.
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