Stopped

Stopped in my tracks,
About to act,
They had no backs,
To brake the pact. 

Out with living,
Within the shark,
They prodded giving,
And ripped the bark.

They shouldered guilt,
Fashioned disease,
Covered in silt,
They gave no release. 

Indecent to dancer,
Productive to criminal,
They shook my chancer,
Into bilateral.  

Never considerate,
Always conceited,
They live to abate,
The darkness bleated.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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