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By: Manuel Hutchinson and Glenn Currier



Politics on a Facebook page

Replied with such rage

I sat in shock

for we’d held her at baptism

kept her overnight tucked her in

like good godparents do

all the tender moments we knew

but now a pinch in my soul

my heart’s racing pace

felt like a flight from grace.


I didn’t expect the monster to rise.

The taste of bell flowers is so sweet,

Even the devil smiled at me.

He caught my soul asleep,

As he picked up the double edge sword.

I should have never turned my back that day,
I made a commit to walk on heaven’s grace.
But chains on my feet prevented me to walk towards faith.

I’m living with my eyes closed,
Is this what happens when you embrace the pain?!


Rolling along
Singing a song

it felt so good to be high in joy

not since I was a little boy

was the air so free

but then the email dripping with sarcasm

cut me deep with its slice of sad

like dad used to do when he was mad.

I thought I’d forgiven the cuts

but now I’m in their clutch

the cape of this demon covers me

I’m bound in anger without a key



I got the whole wide world, in his hands


I got the whole wide world, in his hands.


I got his tears weeping in my hands.


I finally understood


Vengeance doesn't make you a man.


Now I reaped what I sow,


Loved how he burned my soul.


He said is it to late to confess my sins?


"God let me be free! I'll never meet Lucifer again"


The truth is unfortunate,


Because only the creatures of my past life answered him.


sins of a little boy


clipping the wings of toys was the joy


watched angels descend


they never knew
I was the one who poured that bleach at her baptism.

this is only one monster under my bed.

All my life, I never chose to open my eyes


When I did, I saw the devil


As he came for his


Revenge.
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©Glenn Currier ©Manuel Hutchinson

First collaboration poem! All thanks to Glenn with his amazing skills and mind. Feedback would definitely appreciated, thank you for reading!

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