Mutual Respect!

Confusion surrounded her why were they arguing

friends that were so close split

finding no common ground where once so close

families from all nations

religion no barrier to coalition and mutual respect

where everybody could interject!

 

She had grown up here feeling safe a community

with here brothers with no unrest

until a year passed the mood had rapidly changed

mistrust and drugs use expanded

population grew a dived between groups emerged

noticeably the unrest and violence surged!

 

Battles in the once quiet streets became established

that the freedom to go anywhere

had gone what she had known was now a memory

the young were drawn into crime

once could go anywhere now no go zones created

a growing anger and hatred!

 

Murders of so much of the youth minds corrupted

it was as though a hidden agenda

being implicated to take away that peace and unity

where the community joined together

money ruled the poor are treated as a sub-culture

the rich peering upon us like a preying vulture!

 

But the tide was beginning to turn as they realised

it was amongst themselves

not the wealthy that assumed knew how they felt

could bring back the respect

lacking in a society that was aligned for the greedy

and not for the majority of needy!

 

Yet the war goes on as the gap surely forever spreads

those unseen continue to treat us like plebs!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

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Through The Arches!

Through the arches leading to open fields

the elderly man walked

slowly with his small ageing little dog

cheerful on his daily stroll

happy in his own company with his pet

normally nobody else he met!

 

Quite as usual on the his established route

did not see the group of lads

watching him pass with too much interest

started to follow close behind

his dog sensed them near as he growled

at this the elderly man scowled!

 

At the same point let his dog off the lead

near to a clump of bushes

the group of six gathered behind them

circling a younger boy

peering down at him in conversation

he listened to their oration!

 

Into his small hand they put a knife

he had to stab the man

as if mesmerized gripped the handle

said nothing but nodded

the elderly man sat down on a bank

from a water bottle drank.

 

If really he wanted to be part of the gang

kill him they kept saying

coming up stealthily behind the old man

shaking with anticipation

brought the knife down striking with force

in the neck then felt remorse!

 

Falling back looked up at the lad in anguish

eyes locked a barking dog

brought him back to the reality of his actions

quickly withdrawing the knife

wiped off the blood in the grass automatically

unable to let go ran erratically!

 

Ignoring the shouts and cheers of the gang

who ran in the opposite direction

leaving the innocent victim dying his pet

guarding him whimpering

laying next to the loyal friend now silent

he was small but defiant!

 

The lad who should have been at school

reached his parents house

they were both out at work he had a key

heart pounding breathless

washed blood off his small hands thinking

watching it drain without blinking!

 

Then as he sat in the kitchen alone cried

at twelve why had he killed

the knife was on the table in front of him

his torment now had begun

a loud knock at the door made him cower

this was his defining hour!

 

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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