Not afraid of the dark

Crushed to pieces,

by hatred incarnate,

a girl of Sixteen lies in a London hospital bed,

raped by many who will never know better.



Alone with no hope or peace,

A world fragmented by instant gratification,

Unleashes violence against the innocent,

and reaps never ending sorrow.



In the wind it blows hot and cold,

stirs my heart, so it does.



I ought to be quiet,

and say no more,

about a young girls rape,

but don’t you see,

her life is in ruins.



If love is eternal let it be with you now,

do not be afraid of the dark,

I pray that God will comfort you and bless you.

The Lizard

Peering over a cliff edge at the seagulls below,
a memory of being with you;
we exchanged places with birds and flew,
soaring high into the wind.

Crashing waves witness,
as did green, brown and blue;
sculptured rocks listened intently,
while time unfolded.

Ships sail no more abandoned,
lost to times passing;
I seek nothing more
than what life may bring.