Where you conceal your eyes and heart
When the skies flashed skeletal fingers of red
Within his rights
The bringer of death
Eyes shining
   Presented the foreboding of the dark

War mongers
Possess no compassion for the universal man
And its only the foolish they entreat
Denying all responsibility for the innocent children
Who lay silent
Cold macerated dolls
In burning fragmented buildings
And heaving shattered stone streets

Races of humans decimated
Destroyed without a single thought
  Indifferent they turned from their echoing cries  
May ******* these pitiful representations of man
Whose veins are infected with greed
And whose lips speak treacherous lies.

Come from behind the walls of blood cowards
Trembling in fear of ghosts that were sacrificed for purse
Still you count your mountains of gold
For it is they who are insistent
And will brook no refusal
To whom you must atone.

@ Tammy M Darby Nov. 22, 2018

I forgot what “happy” feels like,
The sun and moon drifted away,
Left in the darkness, lost all my hope struggling to turn on the light.
I scream for a new beginning,
Walking down a lonely dirt path in reverse
No one, can hear my pain.
Lord knows, I’m tired of feeling this way.
They told me, Love is beautiful
  Three years with my eyes dried out,
Numbness is nothing but a wicked potion.
All of my emotions,
Removed.
Only thing that is left is my spirit, hanging on that thin thread.
"Happy"
Is
Somewhere.

                                  ­                                           ©MH