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 Jun 2016 shaffu shafiq
Sjr1000
You're my walking song
You right my wrongs
You walk with grace
in flowing lace
You're my song unsung
You're my walking song

You're my child
on their way
I hold you when you need me to
You're my walking song

It's a song unsung
This song we've begun
It's a melody caught in the breeze
It comes with the wind
And is gone towards the sea
It's a cumulus cloud unfolding
into a red red sky
It's a melody I hear
through my night time
window

You're my walking song
You've been delivered to me
My lips
My life
My love
is singing

My eyes are seeing the notes
before me

You're my song unsung
You're my walking song.
For parents everywhere in those magic spaces
There was a Young Lady whose chin,
Resembled the point of a pin;
So she had it made sharp,
And purchased a harp,
And played several tunes with her chin.
Shrouded bodies enveloped,
With stains, lifeless they lay in peace,

                                   Tears shed in vain,
                                   No humanity, no soul,

Screaming people dragged-
Within this circle of death and slaughter,

        Pain and remorseful families,
        Wail in pain, awaiting termination of terror

Blood of innocence,
Drains in catastrophic pool and trails

            Cold hearts and atrocities leavin' corpses,
            Exiling the countries citizens,

Wiping away masses,
In hundreds and more.
 Jun 2016 shaffu shafiq
gray rain
We're all prisoners
serving between five and seven years
some escape and find themselves somewhere else
some stay and accept the crime of being born
in the 21st century
where it is illegal to be out of education
so we are sentenced if we go
and our parents are if we don't
during your time you will be force fed Maths, English and Science - the stuff you really hate and never want to go near but what some wierd person really likes for some reason.
If you're lucky you may be rewarded
allowing you to play sport or something else you enjoy.
If you're not,  you have extra time where any such luxeries are stripped and you will be forced to sit in silence so you will learn from your mistakes.
If you're rich you can wake up later and pay for longer breaks whilst servings your time.
some will leave having learned nothing and will find themselves back for more time
but some will learn and graduate into society never to return.
To the place that kept them for many years.
I really don't know how the legal system works but I think I got the point across.
 Jun 2016 shaffu shafiq
Poetria
Left to stumble alone,
a mockery of happiness.

Limping over broken twigs,
paws stained a dark red: I cry.

Shadows of sin chase me,
and I howl to the stars above.

Nobody looks twice
at the sad wolves that cry
into the blackness of night.

Stepping on thorns,
pushing through brambles:
A lone tear leaks through
the blue of my eyes.

I am only pieces
Of what my pack left behind;
*They stole my pride.
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