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Ken Mears Nov 2019
Some people say

That the scariest thing

Is what comes from the fray

And hustle and bustle of living


They call it love

Which when it is over

You wish it wasn't true love

As it leaves you with a horrid hangover


A broken heart

Is most terrifying

It happens someone we love departs

And so we start fortifying


We place a wall

Around our soul

And thus begins our downfall

Turning the heart to coal


Beware the broken heart

For it will steal away your life

There is no replacing that part

Emptily filled with strife
Ken Mears Nov 2019
Greed has a way of corrupting

It can be disrupting

Greed drives some mad

And others to do bad


Greed weaves its way

Deep into your heart

Until one day

You fall apart


Some say money

Can buy happiness

I find that quite funny

Because for many it leads to unhappiness


People throw their relationships away

Just to get more gold

Your life has no replay

So why waste time on gold before you're old


Money is useless

It does nothing but harm

It condemned Judas

Much to his alarm


Love of money goes nowhere

It only leads to dark paths

Where you can hardly breathe air

And are thrown onto rafts


Greed has a way of corrupting

It can be disrupting

Greed drives some mad

And others to do bad

And many to be sad

And none to be truly glad
Ken Mears Nov 2019
Sneaky, scaly,

They live in a valley

Slimy, wormy

Not worthy of taxidermy


Patterned all pretty

Not welcome in the city

They have no pity

Very nasty and gritty


Some have a rattler

The worst tattler

Don't even speak like a prattler

Natures guerilla battler


Narrow slits for eyes

Whoever is bit dies

They have no allies

They are an unpleasant surprise


Sneaky, scaly,

They live in a valley

Slimy, wormy

Not worthy of taxidermy
Ken Mears Nov 2019
It's Exam Day

I think it's time to run away

Tests here tests there

Tests everywhere!


Scarier than spiders

Created by those insiders

Teachers, dreaded villains

I think this school needs some penicillins


Tests, such a virus

So undesirous

Infecting our schools

Making the smartest of us look like fools


Vile creatures

I'd rather cheer on the bleachers

Then have to take another test

They make me so stressed


Corrupted

Our education interrupted

All so the state can judge us

It should be treasonous


How I lothe exam day

This is a good time to run away

But I can't do that

Else the system will make my life fall flat
Ken Mears Nov 2019
Death rides at midnight

Filling the land with blight

He casts a frightful image

As he rides through the village


His frightful scythe gleams

Wet with the blood of unrealized dreams

The cold, hard metal

Is uncaring enough to unsettle


Beneath his dark hood

Lies nothing good

Only the husk of a man

Who signals the end of a lifespan


His skeletal horse

He rides along his dutiful course

Whinnying as he stops

To **** the farmer's crops


Solemn is his duty

To take away life's beauty

Unbearable to a living man

The underworld's ghastly helmsman


The pistol is his herald

In his black cloak appareled

Weapons of war

Bring him to the door


His job is made no easier

Nor and breezier

By mankinds love of violence

Or vile fraudulence


All the thousands of young souls

Lives lost without completing their goals

Brought to a swift end

By Death only to attend


Death rides at midnight

Filling the land with blight

He casts a frightful image

As he rides through the village

Searching for souls to pillage
Ken Mears Nov 2019
Vampires, creatures of the night
Clever villains made to fright
Beware the vampires
They are very clever liars

Teeth sharp like daggers
When bit makes men stagger
Glinting white
In the middle of night

A villainous shapeshifter
Stronger than a weightlifter
Disguised as a bat
A flying black rat

Lover of blood
Stealing life from a strong stud
Will steal your soul
Turn it black as cole

Vampires, creatures of the night
Clever villains made to fright
Beware the vampires
They are very clever liars
Ken Mears Nov 2019
Legends tell of an ancient beast

Said to stalk the night

It flew from the east

Its howel fills the soul with fright


They called it the Rickle-Rackle

After the sound it makes

Its bones do crackle

As it quavers and shakes


Rickle-Rackle is all you hear

Before your time is done

Rickle-Rackle strikes up fear

Just as you are overrun


Few have ever seen the creature

And lived to tell the tale

Or can describe a single feature

Of this unholy grail


They say its teeth are sharp

And glint in the light of the moon

Its taller than any scarp

More powerful than any dragoon


Faster than any man

Stronger than one too

You are a deadman

If you come in his view


The Rickle-Rackle drags his tail

Cutting down forest trees

His breath is like a gale

And will bring you to your knees


Its eyes pierce to your soul

Down to your very heart

Which becomes an empty hole

Thanks to its dark art


So heed my warning

Brave adventurer

Wait until the morning

He can't be worth any venture


Pray you ne're encounter

The fearsome Rickle-Rackle

You are no beast hunter

Fear its evil cackle


Fear the Rickle-Rackle

Hear its sound and flee

Should you hear it's crackle

Its mouth will be the last you see
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