Christmas Murder Poems

It was 1984 Christmas eve the arson 
murder took place this resulted in the 
fbi informing me my life was in grave 
danger ciro Gargano...

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iv.
By Thanksgiving, their machinations no longer discreet,
Voices from the walls and vents, betrayed their deceit.
My family revealed as demons in flesh-and-blood guise,
Christmas Day was the...

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i.
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse.
My wife and son lay silent, all tucked...

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"The Depths"

From the depths
silence.

Where 
are the voices
of other 
women?

In that other place,
the monsters violate, 
they take and take
bloody all, what they want

the dreams of women
are...

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[Jenna recently described Santa’s job spec. I said I fancied
the job… and then Tom killed him. Well I couldn’t take that lying down!]
[[by the way…...

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When I was young,                     ...

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Out of all of us my best friend
Came to an inglorious, untimely ugly end
We were digging holes inside a cave
But what he didn’t know was...

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Each morning I took the train to work,  
each evening I took the train back home. 
Each way we went through a long dark...

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Murder of the Bethlehem Children
Matthew 2:16-18

When you consider the wealth of love, 
Language, fashion and script of cree,
We have in today’s society - stealth dove,
Then...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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My friend, how did he go so wrong?
Funny and jovial, was he, as happy as one can be.
Then, Paul shot his wife to death, mercilessly,...

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The Bright Lights

Her hair is snow-white, 
but it was not always so. 
It was black, like the night. 
It was deep in color, 
near as...

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Lay Down Be Still

I am not responsible, 
for what happened to you. 
You are accountable;
to what happened to me. 
That was and is still a...

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Freedom's Last Cry

I do not agree...
with your personal views, 
and prefer to avoid;
seeing them, 
hearing them, 
reading them. 

It was just a choice, 
not a...

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The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

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