Short Preyed Poems
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a psychotic's evil trap
an innocent woman preyed
dishonoured,moans.
Tom thought in his nine lives he saw it all,
He languorously preyed on weak and small,
Times change, tweet they,
Tom’s now the prey -
His predator triumphantly stands tall.
.
she knows
Yahweh
she knows
Yeshua
she preyed
to
know
mine
We are at war.
Though, no sound of cannon
To announce its trauma
No blind bullets
Sacking the preyed places
No lifeless bodies
Littering the silent streets
No flying fires
Sending smokes to rule the sky,
When you stare us in the eyes
You'd see we are at war.
For Children of War and Other Deceptions
The load of time
weigh heavy
on the yokes of life;
the unshelled shelled.
Gone.
Innocence of children
preyed upon;
life failed to root itself.
Janus face war genuflects
craving forgiveness;
praising its necessity.
I offered you the moon and stars,
you took the sun instead
Your darkness preyed, all love waylaid,
my dreams and wishes dead
Beyond all hope, with stolen light,
my fear you then unmasked
And pulled a curtain across my heart,
—the future now my past
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)
She was a vampire of love
sinking her teeth into my heart
drawing my passion
leaving me lifeless in the dark
Now I'm the walking dead
another victim of the night
where she preyed upon me
left me hopeless without sight
So before you walk beneath the moon
under those beautiful stars above
I feel I must warn you
beware the vampire of love
Delivering what we said we wanted,
wrapped in dirt and mud
The politician slashed and burned,
and each time drawing blood
He tapped into our memory,
with fear and recompense
Reminding what the past was like,
with promises incensed
He sang old songs, romanced the strong,
the weak then cast away
The jungle’s laws put back in place
—our hopes and wishes preyed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)
It hurls it's fury
With a force gale strong
It unleashes in volume
Destruction all along
It tempts all fate
Making no room for debate
Fury blew open hell's door
A pathway of debris
As far as the eye could see
You poured out miserable grief
To the unsuspected,
You preyed on the weak
Volumes of water so high
Ravaging the land
No match was beast or man
Helpless to do anything they can.
Form:
A lecherous neophyte he preyed
upon their folded hands and closed eyes
bathed in their dolorous mumblings
sated himself on their penitential inhibition
Left them to flounder hopelessly - adrift
drowning in his vitriolic bombast
a hard burning scent of incense
left to smolder in their souls
for Providence had delivered them - to him
©6/16/2019
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The friendly enemy,
or enemy friend
What matters the difference,
or need to pretend
Either stabbed in the front,
or knifed in the back
The wound just as fatal,
in either attack
Blood given freely,
or blood taken dark
Veins running empty,
leading back to the heart
To face it undaunted,
or preyed from the rear
Deaths twins will approach,
—on the tip of one spear
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)
All the men who took from me,
Who preyed upon my
Vulnerability,
Who stripped away my dignity,
I found them in their dreams and cut them
Down in the way they
Cut me.
I rise up in a fury breathing an angry,
Bright fire,
Shrieking like a banshee as the flames escape
My mouth.
I am the monster now.
Because no one ever
Bothers to learn the
Origins of villains, I won’t divulge the details of my own
History.
There isn’t time and
My heart is hungry
For revenge.