Stop the Deaths

It has to stop; it serves no end

Except to fuel a relentless trend

Religious difference, sectarian strife

Cannot justify taking life

 

We are all people, making our way

Our differences don’t give cause to slay

Calm hot tempers, counsel care

Terrorism leads nowhere.

The UK General Election

A cross put on a paper

Seems simple in a way

Amazing, then, that this small act

Empowers each to have a say

 

The outcome isn’t as I’d hoped for

I’m quite worried by the result

But I can accept the majority view

That’s what it means to be adult

 

Some people see it differently

Wanting to impose a new regime

Cars, bombs and knives as weapons

Murdering to achieve their dream

 

Let them not take away our rights

Hold our laws and freedoms dear

They must not win by violence

We will not live in fear

 

If society is built on values

With some common moral code

Life and liberty are the bedrock

And democracy the road

A Fundamental Truth

 

dark sky

We knew it was to happen

Somewhere within a crowd

More terror visited uselessly

To try to make us cowed

 

The carnage and the mayhem

The tragic loss of life

This time a home-made IED

Last time a car and knife

 

What sort of mind can plan this

How mad must someone be

To be a bomb, a murderer

A lunatic running free

 

This cause cannot be justified

Though perhaps I waste my breath

There is no place in paradise

Secured through others’ death

 

 

 

 

One’s Lot

Pain and suffering

Misery, fear

Common hardships

Many must bear

 

Though some exist

Without such woes

Not mindful how

For others, it goes

 

But all will know

They share equal fate

When time is up

On that future date

 

What if, then,

Each gets their due

And what lies in store

Is all up to you?

 

If not so, fine!

Carry on as before

No need for insurance

Unless you’re not sure

Unable to Stop the Winds of Change

003Unremarkably, the once still air begins to shift

Unnoticed, a zephyr wafts and eddies at your feet

Unaware, the leaves begin to dance in the breeze, grasses swirl, clouds scud

Unconcerned, draughts probe gently at loose clothing

Unhurried, gusts find purpose pushing against your weight

Unworried, you shield your eyes from wind- borne dust

Unthinking, you look down, leaning into the strengthening blusters

Unsighted, white horses race squall-tossed waves at sea

Uneasily, you brace your feet and set your chin to the storm

Unstable, branches break, boughs bend, roof tiles rattle

Unheard, distant winds circle faster, angrier, roaring, rumbling

Unbalanced, staggering, losing footing, hands clasp for purchase

Uncertain, heart pounding, succour is sought, prayers offered

Unknowing, whether the hurricane will pass, and you will be spared.