Little boy soldier what have they told ya? Kalashnikov on your shoulder, ten or eleven not much older. Did they tell you that you might die and stop you from having a cry and did they tell you the truth about why? It won’t hurt you won’t die and if you do you will be … Continue reading Little Boy Soldier
Underground
Lost in a cave underground, over a hill and under a mound. Darkness is my biggest fear and everything that I can hear. I am unarmed no gun nor spear, just me and the cave and plenty of fear. Dark cloaks me so I cannot see, my lantern is dead it’s just dark and me. … Continue reading Underground
Shadow of Doom
In the dark and desolate land, I felt someone take my hand. I shuddered and my heart quickened as their grip on me thickened. I'm rooted to the spot turning cold from hot. Shadows engulf me, darkening the night, they left me wondering, as I could not fight. Fear was here and I dare … Continue reading Shadow of Doom
Apache
A big wind fills the sky dropping out of the storms eye, dust cloud to shroud, ready to deploy its lethal crowd. Down goes the ramp to start the decamp, thirty men fresh out of camp. Out they go to and froe; left and right into the night covering the arcs in case of a … Continue reading Apache
This World
In the cold dawn of light, in this world full of hate and spite where no one knows who is wrong and who is right. In this world of fantasy and flight where everyone is on a ladder trying to reach a great height where all the world comes into sight and little children no … Continue reading This World
Tinnitus
Sitting here it’s quiet or it should be, Tinnitus is troubling me. The constant wringing in my ear let’s me know it’s still here. When it’s quiet or I go to sleep up it let’s the volume creep until this crescendo peeks with pops and bangs and then it hangs right here in the middle … Continue reading Tinnitus
Our Heroine
Our heroine Alice Del Mar retrieves a flashlight from her car, hearing gunshots from afar. On with the light breaking the night, she takes flight not knowing what will come into sight. More shots across the park she lights a cigarette with a spark. The torch beam sweeps the park not knowing what she will … Continue reading Our Heroine
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