Words

(Guest Poem from Dawn Bland Written about Wakefield Baptist Church) I turned up here messed up, You took the time to support me and advise me You encouraged me, To put down in words how I felt inside; So I wrote my poems, I’d been isolating myself, No motivation, Low self-esteem, Lacking in confidence; But …

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Cruel Time

Who am I to ask God for favors’? When the aging are made living skeletons in human flesh, and sit in ‘Care Homes’ lined up like the condemned before a firing squad. How can I pray, ‘not me please, let me escape’? Where did this deep-seated ego come from, that pretends that I matter more …

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MADMAN’S BRIDE

SHE WALKS WITH LIES AND EXPECTATION ‘CROSS FIELDS OF FISCAL LOVE, SHE COMES WITH GIFTS OF CERTAINTIES AND MOUNTAIN CAKE PROMISES. THE CAPITALIST CONFETTI FALLS ON HER LUST FILLED HEAD, POWER AND MADNESS HER WEDDING RING. WITH EVANGELICAL FERVOUR SHE STALKS THE LIVING DEAD, HER BEAUTY MAKES THE MEN IN SUITS CRAWL ON BROKEN GLASS …

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