Short Victimhood Poems

To wit, the editor
  the murderer’s axe

To slay the innocent
  with sharp attack

To wit, the editor
  last drop of blood

Now drained and syphoned
  —in victimhood

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)...

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An invitation came today
from the Devil’s hand
Two short words addressed my fate
damnation his command

“Arrive at midnight, don’t be late”
inside he wrote in blood
“Wear something light, the fire waits”
—perdition’s victimhood 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2024) 
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I have a ponder I pondered
Wondering why I wondered
How did I get here

I sit in bewilderment
At those that spew their lament
Spreading all their jeer

They cry their victimhood
Which does nothing good
Yet they think they are right

They said bad things about me
And then included she
Now they are in my sight

Now I play along
Let them sing their song
This dance is far from done

After they’ve had their fun
And think we are done
My chance will have just begun...

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