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Haydn Swan Nov 2014
She made me dance on broken glass
waiting for the coup de grĂ¢ce
she ran away and kissed a toad,
whilst I got stuck on a yellow brick road
the lion and the tin man started to cry
the scarecrow supped on a bottle of rye
click my heels and reach for the moon
watch her choke on a silver spoon.
  Oct 2014 Haydn Swan
Olivia Kent
Jack *****  the darkness.
Penetrated it.
Jack o lanterns smiling.
On this night of fright.
Hide indoors.
Unless of course.
You're knocking on the neighbours doors.
Candy catching smiles.
Pressure to thrill.
No killing.
Just thrilling.
The night of all hallows eve .
Enjoy.
Be safe.
Go out to play.
Darkest night
Edging towards all souls day.
(c)Livvi
  Oct 2014 Haydn Swan
Silence Screamz
Killing field in the city streets
Another drive by as people sleep

Shots echo through the dead of silence
Chaos breed victims, they breed violence

Tags on the bricks, signs on the walls
Put down your gun, bring it to call

Red and blues flashes, a moment too late
Stop the violence, it's not our fate
  Oct 2014 Haydn Swan
Olivia Kent
Poppy fields of Flanders, conceal a million tragedies.
A hundred thousand fallen soldiers, tainted the grass crimson.
And so they fell.
Not much grass left.
Mainly churned up mud.
Destroyed by the feet of the soldiers' in passing.
They are passing out forever.
Some were mere boys who pledged allegiance to the heavy crown.
And so they fell,almost children,
Without objections.
Marched as boys.
Buried as heroes.
An almighty salute.
(C) Livvi
  Oct 2014 Haydn Swan
Silence Screamz
I am homeless
I can see
No place to go
or feeling free

On the street
Under the bridge
Next to fire
Starving I cringe

Smell of stench
of tired souls
Stomach turns
Feeling cold

Torn up clothes
with withered hearts
Bend don't break
Not torn apart

Condemned, no fortune
take it all in
Trash can heat
Seeing no end
To many homeless in the world and we just walk by them like they don't exist
  Oct 2014 Haydn Swan
Silence Screamz
Living on the poor floor
Swept up like dirt
Four children, hard life
Crying hard, they hurt

Shelves are barren
Hunger stinks
Feelings all empty
Living on the brink

We have each other
Hearts do bind
Don't look our way
Nothing to find

This is our place
Leave us alone
Nothing to see
This is our home
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