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Steven Fraser Poem
In a world, not that off our own
The Autobots and Decepticons roam
Advanced engineering and developed mechanics
Soon to appear on our Planet
Unexpected events, an explorers Surprise
To uncover such a momentous prize
In the hands of mankind, a secret so dark
A retrieval mission, In which the Transformes embark
Beneath the ground, a Hidden location
Humans blinded by the fascination
Soon to commence a battle so great
To which war and destruction awaits
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Growing up in a rundown estate
Statistics Predict the youths fate
Gathering in crowds, loitering with intent
Terrorising the weak there days are spent
Subject to verbal and physical abuse
Victims of the crowds drug misuse
They never let up, always a problem
Local authorities fail to solve them
acting out as they've been neglected
Wanting to be seen, heard and respected
They all have a past, story to hide
looking for support, someone to confide
Let down by society, branded as vermin
In an environment where there constantly learning
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When making a wish people ask for Riches and Fame, A selfish decision, deluded brains.
In a world full of Poverty, war and disease, If I had a wish I'd ask so with ease. End all Hunger, Sickness and Violence. For too long these issues have suffered in Silence.
As we progress into 2015, Dramatic changes remain to be seen. Stand and up be heard for a cause too great, and improve on these issues before it's too late.
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A large isle in Western Europe, In times of war the Germans pushed through it. Together as one the Soldiers unite to protect their land in a violent fight,
Over they came with Tanks and Guns, Cities fled and civilians they run. In the heat of the battle our kin remained strong, through rounds of gunfire and fatal bombs.
On a gracious day on the shores of France, taking the fight to them in a warrior's Dance. Known as D-day the Victory mission, The Germans were broken as the world listened.
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For Aslong as my mind does remember, The dark of the Night fills me up with Terror.
A memorable night at the bottom of the bed I Lay, A ghostly figure, A haunting Wave.
Out from the cupboard a hand like figure appeared, Bringing upon me an unwanted Fear. A moment of Panic as I shouted and screamed, waking my Parents from the pleasant dreams.
Awakened they were as they adjusted their eyes, looking upon me as I cowered and Cried. Softly they whispered " Steven are you Ok " As they gazed towards my Snow White face.
Frightened and shaken I started to Speak, The tears still drilling onto my Cheek. Over there towards the ghost in the Cupboard, I slowly disappeared under the Covers. Mum and Dad looked over replying that they both couldn't see and that darkness of Night was playing tricks on me.
To this day I believe what I'd seen, it wasn't a trick, or part of Dream. Afraid of the Dark my phobia remains, as I continue to play these Ghost hide and seek games.
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A woman so gracious, Caring and Kind
Rare Treasure, Lost through time
Heart of Gold, A calming presence
Never complained, never questioned
Now an Angel, Behind Heavens gate
A woman shines bright, a true Great
Love you Gran. Forever in my Heart and Forever Loved.
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A young Soul, Naive and intrigued
A rebellious side waiting to be seen
In the shadow of night, Demons exposed
Change In his face an evil glow
In his mind, a planned Mission
Cold, dark criminal vision
Into the house, silent and Empty
Valuable items all so tempting
Like a wild scavenger nothing is missed
Feet moving carefully, gentle and swift
Off into the night with the prize possessions
A guilt riddled mind, threatening confession
A situation which once seemed distant
On a path now destined for Prison
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Do you believe in Fairytales, Myths and fables?
From David and Goliath too the Knights of the round table
Dungeons, Dragons,Vampires and the troll
Ancient encryptions written in Scrolls
All of which heighten the imagination
Leading too characters of Human creation
Spoken through the years in many versions
Magical tales from countless excursions
To sit and wonder if these tales had not been spoken
These mysterious creatures may not have woken
I for one am thankful that I have heard
To which i owe these written words
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