The Soliloquy

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Nature, Poem, Poetry, preservation, Sonnet, technology

Black fog, amorphous, scrawls o’er land and sea
to swarm its fingers turning stones (them all)
with silvered, gilded, oiled machinery
for replicating fearful minds’ enthrall.
The fractured ones must fall to pit’s despair
or soil denatured pride in wallowed heights
or free their flesh by bearing nought a care,
enslaving minds for gain with hallowed weights.
Yet, life, around, does suffer for the man,
whose image of himself will finely fail.
With Gaia bedding Mars to thwart his plan,
Will men endure, or cry – forgotten wail?
Intelligence must tend to fightful scene.
Can we surpass to peace, remains unseen ?

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The Trade

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child abuse, immigration, orphan, Poem, Poetry, Rape, rubaiyat, sexual slavery

The moment….opportunity!
The door ajar, taunts liberty.
Unknowns without, the only way,
so Mariana brokenly

ran through the door, through all the day,
A child of eight, who knew not play,
with parents lost enroute up north,
from aunt and uncle, run away.

Had parents known, she’d not been birthed,
for three years past, she wore no worth
her pain-filled face, those bodies meet
with dirty feelings – sordid sort.

Twelve miles burnt on a freeway’s heat,
those passing by – uncaring fleet,
unmoved by love, this girl petite,
her sex abused, her road-bled feet.

Over at DVersePoets, we are writing about fear. Why don’t you come over and haunt us a bit.