Predator of The Night

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Crawling along your spine
It’s only a matter of time
The nights howling wind
Calls to the beast within
Under the eclipsed moon
Shape shifting will begin
Shredded clothing strewn
A shocking transformation
Beyond wild imagination
The hunger pangs persist
Impulses won’t be denied
Sleek predator of the night
Keen senses easily guide
Salivating for the first bite
Stalking through the streets
Hunting human flesh to eat
Now, he’s got you in sight
You can’t run for your life

Mirror, Mirror… – pt.ii

Mirror, Mirror…pt. 1
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Somebody please tell me, I wanna know.
Where did all the years escape and go?
I thought time was supposed to slow.
I can’t really be forty-five years OLD!

There’s no way, it doesn’t seem right
But I’ve checked the math a dozen times
Looked in the mirror where I saw the lines
Forming an alliance with grey hair and middle-life

I refuse to go softly or gently into the night
I’ll invest in more home remedies and hair dye
Give me the miracle serum I’ve gotta try
To win the fight for this kid inside

 

Law Enforcement

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Let’s cut the red tape and protective tethers
Away from the modern-day views that now prove
We have digressed from equality and respect

Excessive force hides behind bulletproof vests
Notwithstanding casualties within their own nests
Force sworn to serve and protect the community
Our peace officers no longer represent a unity
Revolting in desperate anguish from city-to-city
Countless loved ones die and all we can do is cry
Empathy and mercy is hard with justice uncharged
Memorials, a form of media’s art that bleeds dark
Emptying of conscience for the lives unfairly taken
Never to know future dreams stopped in the making
Tempered by the honorable few not forsaken

*Acrostic Poetry


This piece was written as part of collaborative effort, which was rejected for its aggression.  I respect that I’ll never really know what it’s like, as I am white.  However, I know the difference between wrong and right, so I choose to stand on the side of humanity.

As the saying goes, perception is reality, and this is simply a creative reflection on how I see things around me. It is not meant to fuel any hate or animosity. I see good and bad in everybody, especially our police.