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 Jan 2017 Finn Poole
GaryFairy
blurry image, out of focus
closing in on hopeless notice
broken glow, prone to coldness
holding on to low the closest

lambent lacking, saddened blackness
lasting facts of tragic practice
shattered glass, facet blasted
passing granted hands the fastest
No more passive-aggressive comments and messages. I do my own thang, and I don't know a lot about poetry  rules.
Find a universe where tears taste like wine
Let them sink down your throat like blood vessels
Let the hurt get to the ends of your brain
Let it remind you how high your soul can reach
Be a *******
For the sake of angels bound to submit and demons destined to burn
For the soldier who's heart beat is counted by the number of bullets left inside his gun and the girl looking for him in the stars each night
For the fingers and palms put together on a hospital bed waiting for the beeping line to go straight
For the silent cries of every naked woman having to suffocate under her breath and drown in her own blood
For the child who knows nothing about childhood and the man who lost a child
I'm sorry
I wish I knew about bandates and pain killers
I wish I had the cure
I wish I could save you from the monsters hunting your skull and the nails filling your wounds
But I can try
Come to me
**I will pour you a glass of wine
 Nov 2015 Finn Poole
GaryFairy
wrath
 Nov 2015 Finn Poole
GaryFairy
impractical is the path
where wrath meets satisfaction
with hands too fast to smack
we are the captors of our actions

not adapted to the math
understanding the subtraction
with a stand that is my last
i am ****** by my exaction

with a plan so crass
like a romance with reaction
impractical is the path
where wrath meets satisfaction
 Nov 2015 Finn Poole
Asim Javid
I woke up this morning and my name flashed on T.V.
They said i blew up places , they said i killed masses .
Men , women & children I murdered them all.
Who am I ?
I am a muslim and i am taking this fall.
They used my name and spread the terror.
I am not them , it surely is an error.
We, muslims, are the holders of peace , we spread love.
Why am I being  represented by their false actions.
I am a person, with different notions.
World will now brand me a terrorist.
Don't judge me by their actions , I insist.
I am not them, they pilfered my name.
They inflicted libel , and my religion to defame .
I have been robbed , robbed of my name.
I am a muslim , human like you , all the same.
My name has been robbed , my identity stolen
I deprecate the terror and mourn for fallen.
There are millions like me and humanity lies in our depths.
But we are all victims of Identity Theft* ...............
We Muslims condemn  the Paris attack.

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