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Man May 25
there are lurching deaths
we all fear
whether it be of;

life
passion
relations
connections

in the face of death
none rise to the occasion
fortune favors not a soul
the brunt of annihilation
Last night
I didn't say goodnight
Liberated souls
On a common trail
I was busy
Seeing them off
Good bye
Good bye
Everytime
Numbers I couldn't count
Bye replaced the night
Rain is pouring
Crows are cawing
Rain is pouring
Corpse are missing

Helpless shouts
The thieves laughs
Baby cries out of hunger
But no one pampers

You are alone
Everyone for themselves
Someone's talking
To someone cannot be seen

The rain stops
But hunger does not
Corpse are found
But no single clue of Life
Realisation...
beneath the ground many
thousands of souls lay

they had their lives
taken prematurely

songs of the requiem
play in remembrance

never shall the world forget
the disease's marring scar

that which dimmed a human's
light of existence
artisticAR Aug 2020
Tell me where is the path
To that which I once had
To that deep rich boundless love
That I, the reader, can only dream of...

Tell me, where lies my heart
Damaged, splintered in shards.
As his, pierced by the arrow of death
Which in turn took captive his last breath

Tell me, where has he gone
When the night sheds to dawn
When his light, his aura fades
Into a darkness, a tunnel of grey

Tell me, when will I breathe again
Without a pain that can paralyze
Without the river
drowning my heart
from all those tears that I've cried.
Please stop them from tearing me apart because
I've promised to keep them all inside.
Until that one morning, when I awaken
and know that each step taken
will be for you, my friend.
Because you showed me so much, even up to the end..
...amp
For you my friend, where ever you are...
annh Aug 2020
old telegraph road
clickety-clack
births, deaths and marriages
tappity-tap
did you hear the news?
yackety-yak

it is my duty to inform you...
flippity-flop
the pleasure of your company is requested...
clappity-clap
at 2:03pm (AEST) Monday, weighing 6lbs 7oz...
drippity-drop

old telegraph road
yackety-yak
eighty miles of cable
tappity-tap
biographies dotted and dashed
clickety-clack
- .... . -. / -.-. .- -- . / - .... . / -.-. .... ..- .-. -.-. .... . ... --..-- / - .... . -. / -.-. .- -- . / - .... . / ... -.-. .... --- --- .-.. ... / - .... . -. / -.-. .- -- . / - .... . / .-.. .- .-- -.-- . .-. ... --..-- / - .... . -. / -.-. .- -- . / - .... . / .-. ..- .-.. . ... / - .... . -. / -.-. .- -- . / - .... . / - .-. .- .. -. ... / .- -. -.. / - .... . / - .-. ..- -.-. -.- ... / .-- .. - .... / - .... . .. .-. / .-.. --- .- -.. / .- -. -.. / - .... . / -.. .. .-. - -.-- / --- .-.. -.. / - .-. .- -.-. -.- / .-- .- ... / - .... . / - . .-.. . --. .-. .- .--. .... / .-. --- .- -.. .-.-.- / -- .- .-. -.- / -.- -. --- .--. ..-. .-.. . .-. .-.-.-
considering all the people
    we have lost throughout the years
          grandparents  parents  lovers uncles aunts
               if lucky   no children
    we know that our time to leave this world
    will come to pass eventually

         and yet
    as long as we feel full of life
    we prefer not to think of this too often
    borne by the vague conviction
    that the survivors of our family
    will bear the pain of loss
    as we did years ago
and live on
one cannot help start wondering
about some leaders' meandering
rather than take decisive measures
they pander to their selfish pleasures
claiming they are in full control
and never mind the rising toll
of deaths, infections, unemployed
during the crisis
                              they avoid
acknowledgment of actual danger
instead fan hate, divisiveness and anger
ignore all human suffering
but only aim at buffering
their own political survival

it seems high time for the arrival
of real statesmen who can stall
that deadly downward spiral
and save their nations
     from being driven
full speed into the wall
Mark Toney Jul 2020

driving home to you
unfortunately I died
~ text said I love you


driving and texting
new car for graduation
~ hi guys guess what I'm


busy city streets
need to text spouse I'll be late
~ pedestrian hit


can't wait to see you
didn't see car stopped ahead
~ text never sent




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avoid military service
due to a bone spur
for which there is no evidence

have managed to tell
an average of 16.5 lies per day
since elected into office

slander possible opponents
and everybody else who
has a different opinion

divide their country
at a time when unity
were most desirable

sets police on peaceful protesters
just so they can pose for a photo-op
before a church flaunting a bible

but only for self-aggrandizement
    
     no prayer
     no empathy
for those who suffer most
    the victims of racist violence
    the thousands of deaths from the pandemic
        caused by his delayed actions
    the 20 millions of unemployed

people there are who
are simply too incompetent
to lead a country
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