The cold wind whips
my very bones,
strikes the skin
to bend
me to nature’s will.
She whispers
with a melodious tone
“Sleep my child
for tomorrow
will never come

Long after time has stopped,
And man's lies have ceased to be
Still, my heart shall bare your name,
Through out forever and eternity

Death is ultimately the great equaliser and without it, we would all try to carry as much as we can from this world into the next. That not only would be stealing from this earthly life, it would also mean that equality in the next could not possibly exist, and would imitate there what the have and have not's, have here, inequality in the sharing of material gifts to the harming of Mankind, love of neighbour as you love yourself, simply because your neighbour is yourself, and ultimately only death can really separate us from the inordinate stock piling of personal wealth.

Terra Dal Fuego (sonnet)
Ushuaia the southernmost town in Argentine when I dreamt
of going there, we got around about on sturdy horses
herding sheep with Portuguese immigrants, islands protect
Terra Del Fuego from worst of the oceans meet, and it is
called the roaring forties. Now it is a modern town no horse
manure in the road the smell of wet wool has gone too
yachts moored in the harbour they sail the Magellan Strait
thus avoiding the duel where two giant oceans meet

Ushuaia was the end of the world no one came here except
weird people and no temperature difference between
the seasons, yet no it is bustling with would be sailors with
rolling gait suited for a heaving deck, but they can wait for
calmer weather; the amateur sailors wore a captain’s cap  
and blue blazers with shiny buttons on

By: Cedric McClester

They let that devil go nine times
And as a consequence
Children continued to be molested
Does that make any sense
He was reported time and time again
Since nineteen sixty eight
But the system didn’t catch up with him
Until it was much too late

Nine times he was reported
And still they let him go
Charges were unsubstantiated
Even thought the children let ‘em know

Children continued being sent
To his house of horror
Where he wore his cloak of invincibility
As if it were an aura
And so he cast a shadow of doubt
That covered him for decades more
Before they were able to figure out
He was a molester for sure

Nine times he was reported
And still they let him go
Charges were unsubstantiated
Even though the children let ‘em know

Most of the victimized children
Who were forced to endure
His personalized brand of terror
Aren’t there anymore
But new ones came into his lair
Just like they did before
And this went on year after year
But it doesn’t happen anymore

Why did it take seemingly forever
For him to get indicted
But now that he finally has
And his litany has been recited
The latest of which involved seven children
As well as the family dog
It’s a hell of a case they’re finally building
Now that they’re in whole hog

Nine times he was reported
And still they let him go
Charges were unsubstantiated
Even though the children let ‘em know

They let that devil go nine times
And as a consequence
Children continued to be molested
Does that make any sense
He was reported time and time again
Since nineteen sixty eight
But the system didn’t catch up with him
Until it was much too late


























Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2016.  All rights reserved.