A collaboration with Christopher G J Smith
Brave the demons inside
As they try to hide
Devouring the soul
Continuing to grow.
Dark thoughts they deliver
As you try not to shiver
Night takes over the day
The demons come out to play.
Rogue visions never free
From worry or
A searing pain
Against the grain.
Exertion caught in gridlock
While the devils talk
Of oil spills and
Unpaid bills.
Life smashes into the face
Where we fall from grace
And hell takes over life
Causing too much strife
So where are those few people
Who thought us all equal
Where powers that be lied
And all our heroes died.
Bodies strewn on tanks in misspelled towns
as if killing could be worth the crown
or price paid for a higher share…
how quickly we forget despair.
Power lies and
Evil never dies but
Carelessness might
Be the deadly bite
ยฉ Ben Ditmars and Christopher G J Smith 2014
Image Source: Flickr
Love it! โค
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Thank you, Helle โค
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Demons are creeping upward…October chills round the corner. Stay poetically scary ๐
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My favorite time of year ๐
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