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The Plague In Spain Is Carried Mostly By a Plane

Isn’t it ironic?
That the plague called the bubonic
Killed the man but not the rat
And did not even kill the cat
That caught and killed the guilty rat

Isn’t it ironic?
That in this age of the electronic
Ebola is running unabated
It’s deathly thirst left quite unslated
Just like the plague as earlier stated

Isn’t it ironic?
That in this age of progress so terrific
A plague is not spread by a rat
Nor by bat and not by cat
But by technology - imagine that!

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Flower Love

How the flower
Bobs and weaves
Sharing tea
With some bees

How the colour
Nods and sways
Breezy coolness
Sunlight rays

How the scent
Softly dances
Perfumed nose
Loving glances

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Submission

scratch, scratch
strike a match
throw it in
and burn the batch

lies, lies
an orphan cries
loveless words
made to despise

scare, flare
from here to there
likely tale
that goes nowhere

books, cooks
bishops, rooks
games played now
by saints and crooks

lies, flies
a prophet dies
holy writ
as moon star rise

reason, season
almost treason
heralding in
a winter season

lies, lies
death and flies
loveless beast
in light’s disguise

wake, shake
the sleeping snake
light and truth
reveals the fake

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The Dark Continent

Why is Africa the dark continent?
Is it the skin, but this is skin-deep…
Is it the hope, which by faith we keep? 
Is it the future, which we cannot see,
Or is it the label 
That was given unfortunately?

When we in Africa
Look up at the bright blue sky
We see the hope and glory
In eyes about to die

When we in Africa
Live in poverty
We rely on Help that sets us free
To eternal wealth

When we in Africa
Get sick, we pray for God to heal
And our singular and faithful appeal
Sees many miracles

When we in Africa 
Look at the world’s philosophy
Of smut and grime and flesh sublime
We are happy to be poor

When we in Africa 
Pray for our brothers’ keep
We sink peacefully into our restful sleep
As worries do not keep us up

When we in Africa 
Are pitied by the nations
As they build their careers in grimy subway stations
We pray for them

For the poor will be blessed
As the wide road gives you rest
But rest assured
You may be lured
To the (eternal) darkest continent!

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The City Skyline

The city skyline’s broken teeth
Chewed on the fog’s edge
Yellowed and dirty tendrils seethe
Above the sun’s defeated wedge

The lights wink on like stars but dim
One for one they blink and wink
Musical lights but just a whim
Whimsical eyes peer through the stink

Exhaust exhausted
Encrusted in grime
Another sunset display wasted
As sun slides into slime

The city skyline’s broken teeth
Gum at the blue-black dusk
A faded funeral wreath
Above a wasted husk

Yet city life slowly creeps out
Of chimneys and alleys
As the irritated neighbor shouts
Through the concrete valleys

And as the snake of traffic exits
The city goes to sleep
The teeth still clenches and grits
As the pain cuts so deep

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The Last Request

The knob turned
And opened the door
The door of the apartment
On the first floor
And the sudden gasp
Of air that the fireplace exhaled 
Knocked an ember 
To the floor
An ember that had been glowing
In the hearth
The room, a peaceful space
Warm but gloomy
As it slowly cooled down
The mercury downcast
And receding fast
“Close the door”! The inspector barked
Without looking ‘round
And with the click-thunk sound
His from followed the mercury
As it slowly pummelled
From his forehead
“Very curious”, said the man
In the coat
“Within a locked room,
This man may have been smote”
No open windows
No unlocked door
As the ember absently
Scorched the floor
Examining the body
The inspector soon found
A pocket of stones
And a pocket of ground
And as he thought
He absentmindedly made
A muttering sound
The rain pelted
The ground
Into submission
As rivulets of tears
Ran down panes 
To coagulate into streams
To flow past
The old cemetery
At the end of Murray street
Where many a corpse 
Wrapped in a sheet
Waited silently
For the trump
But there is more a decomposition
Than a composition around
It was there 
Where
Those smooth stones
Were found
-	The same place as the ground
The inspector knew
‘tis there that the man had gone
To a place of death
With which he was now one
To place of rest
Is it possible? Rest? 
To where his love lay deep
Under the shadows of grazing sheep
To sleep, to sleep
But not a dream
His death was his last
Longing scream
The rocks and the ground
Was his last request
To lay with his love
To lay down and rest

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Guidelines

On the side of the winding road
They stood with wooden expression
With singe focus to keep and goad
Those that pass in rapid progression

On the side of the road’s edge
They stood holding each other’s arms
With a solemn silent pledge
To protect those passing from harms

On the side of the road they stayed
Metal warm and wood sun-bleached
As they dedicated protective prayers
As to passers-by they silently preached

And even if unnoticed by all
Those in error were protected from the fall
Protected from the plunge to doom
As the fast-lane dangers always loom

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Into the Last

As we slide into the abyss
Of time and of timelessness
We cling to hope, to eternity

As we pass through this hemisphere
Of being and of not being here
We grope the light, the eternal day

As we cling to that last gasping breath
Of body’s life and fleshly death
We touch the air, the ethereal

As we while our time away
Of time fleeting, that will not stay,
We cling to hope, to eternity
We cling to love, that sets us free

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Seven Ships Sailed To Salem

Seven ships sailed south to Salem
Sacks of spices sweet sacks of salt
Riding wave’s ridges roughly
Roughly riding seas to south

Blue shallows secrets silent secluded traps
With coral teeth and rocky cracks
Fountains sprout from huge fish backs
The Kraken awaits amidst ruined ships
With sharp hungry salivating mouth

Yet the captain steers clear of this fear
As ports draw close and harbours near
And as the schooners dock and anchor
As the seven ships docked safe
And sound in Salem’s port
On Salem’s ground

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For Bread and Country

Line upon line the troops stood straight
In late season sun they stand and wait
With magazines filled with ammunition
Not with bullets but with good nutrition

These troops stand with feather in cap
Full of purpose and flowing with sap
Yet soon inevitably they are to fall
As they grow big and they grow tall

Then, quite fearlessly they give their life
To die for country, kids and wife
Yet to die so that all may flourish
As their bodies feed and nourish

And so the seasons pass
For these troops of tallest grass
Unsung heroes that sacrifice all
When in autumn they die and fall

But are our lives not the same? 
As in sacrifice there is no shame