Best Snatchers Poems
ghouls lurk in shadows
raking flesh of bloody lizards…
evening's pulse throbs
beware, in moon’s hour
kids scream through haze of barbed wires…
doorknob’s lock screeches
costumes rip on lanes
as body snatchers appear
on Hallow's death trap.
Carolyn Devonshire's Halloween Fright Contest
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The creepy crud
is out for blood
it takes you while you’re asleep.
The spore from space
is out of place
it makes you non-discreet
You do your best
but have to rest
you wake up with a new brain.
Lobotomied,
Can’t get surprised
wont get angry again.
Apr 13 2010
Ripped and torn from parents arms
Causing psychological long term harm
Children being left traumatized
In detention centers full of cages
Various kids of various ages
Susceptible now to sexual and mental abuse
Who in hell was it it that gave you
This right to use these innocent kids as political tools
Guess it's nothing new in truth
You only have to watch the news
To see the atrocities you do
To kids in Syria with that war and death
Have you no compassion or morals left
That you can destroy kids in this way
And why are people not taking too the streets
Why are they not doing something
Children are disappearing and dying
Or put in cages hysterically crying
The politics of all of this is not theirs
Where are the child authorities that claim to care
This is a human rights tragedy
A crime against humanity
Why is no one being held to account
Brought to justice or being sent down
This age in which we live seems oblivious too
The suffering of these kids that are all over the news
Sanitised it seems now to be
But you can't say you never knew
They say these detention centers are like holiday camps
The Nazis claimed the same with concentration camps
This policy is coming to you direct from 'Mein Kampf'
Like the film of 'The boy in striped pyjamas'
Same fascist rules and traits
Same policies in the world today
What more is it going to take
For people to bring about a change
Don't wait for governments to fix it
Because as it stands its working in their best interests
As a humanity we will be judged
Buy how much we leave others to suffer
And on our lack of action, compassion and trust.
Okay, who stole my body
I had when I was young
It was never in the best of shape
But far better than this one
Semi smooth and silky
Not a wrinkle on the lot
I feel I fell asleep for a century
And this is how I ended up
I now have wrinkles on top of wrinkles
With wrinkles on top of that
Could someone point me in the direction
Of where my body could have been left
It had fingers that worked without aching
Steady hands that knew not of shaking
A memory that...I'll get back with you on that
And a face you wouldn't mind dating
My body had knees that were noiseless
A smile that wasn't so toothless
A libido that you could rely on
Instead of the one I now have that is useless
My other eyes were filled with wonder
Not these made dull and steely gray
If anyone has seem my body
Could you kindly point me in the way
‘Farewell’, we thought the Four bade,
To the angering crime of Raid,
And suddenly they vanished with Brown’s Motorcade,
Sprouting disappearing wings!
‘The Four Accursed Things!’
Off with a B-M-W of superb grade,
Its color, a firm promise never to fade,
And sleekness, a salute to whom had it made …
And into the matter stung cops said to wade,
Badly wanting their hands on them lay,
Plus God who had heard that ‘Farewell’ they’d said,
And wants B-M-W snatching sin dead.
Punitive whips must land their loudest whack
For car snatchers to not bounce back.