Monday, 13 February 2017

When Darkness Falls

What is it about the blackness of night
That most people feel ill at ease
The absence of light and dimly-lit places
A mind-creation of Mephistopheles

What is it about when the sun goes down
And over the fringe of light
What transposes in a person's mind
When the present, has passed the edge of night

Seems there's no problem, in walking through a cemetery
As long as it is, sometime through the day
Take those very same steps when it's dark
Allay that apprehension and keep those fears at bay

Where do the creatures of night spend their time
When the sun's on the other side
In the non-existence of illumination
Where do the undesirables hide

Do ghosts and goblins do more hauntings at night
Why can't a werewolf, howl at the sun
And why are vampires active, when there is no light
For they thrive, when night-time has begun

Do they live by themselves throughout the day
And where is it, that they hide
Are they male or female or somewhere between
Does a demon, take a husband or bride

Why can't a ghoul feed on it's corpses
Around lunch or even, at breakfast time
Feeding in a graveyard when there is no light
Seem to be, when it is in it's prime

The shadow people in order to appear
To make a shadow, they have to have some light
And do demons of, whatever their realm
Mostly come out at night

So what is it about when the sun goes down
Why do they emerge, when blackness calls
Why don't they come out in the middle of day

Instead of, “when the darkness falls” 
You Only Beget Anger And Hate


The only solution to any impasse
Whether it be personal or facing a nation
Acknowledgement and response is key
The main thing is communication


So many personal relationships
Be it a friend or a husband and wife
When disagreements become disputes
It affects yours and an opposing life


When a country has an impasse with another
Usually there are some kind of interdictions
Barring skirmishes or outright war
It imposes sanctions and restrictions


No matter whether it be personal or of a national nature
Even though the point is very moot
It's totally dependent on the way things are handled
If the end results, create a dispute


Disgruntledness or a misunderstanding
Sometimes, insignificant or unclear
Approaching a problem with ire or contempt
The response will be austere


Using hostility addressing a disagreement
Will only incite a retort in kind
When one side is irate, it's easy to retaliate
Employ anger, instead of really using the mind


The moral of this poem
To find a solution, be tranquil and negotiate
For when you debate with rage and wrath
You only beget anger and hate




Opposite Ends

Outside's so cheeryand beautiful
Clear, sunny and bright
Inside so gloomy and dull
And dark like the night

Our mind's in a quandary
The grey matter it drifts
Can't make a decision
Then the fog lifts

Strive for financial success
And climb up the ladder
Only, to find out later
Does not really matter

Monogamy and polygamy
Sensual feelings to platonic
From addiction to abstention
These words so ironic

Happiness and elation
Sadness and depression
Care not about things
Then becomes an obsession

Where to go, do we know
Deny then confess
Project into the future
All along we digress

A yearning or a longing
For an opposite's touch
Don't know what you have till it's gone
Then miss it so much

Wanting to something together
No adverse objections
Then performing the task
In opposite directions

So very young on the inside
Getting old on the out
So positive about things

And then having doubt

Saturday, 4 February 2017

How Long Will It Last



Has there ever been in United States history
Where presidential candidates have stooped so low
Is this a democratic system
Now half of the country must go with the flow


Whichever candidate would have been elected
With the electoral body, confused and thin
Half of America will be bemused
And the other half, be to their chagrin


It's sad to see a once great nation
Where few Presidents, resisted the demon seed
Has fallen victim to the people of wealth
And the norm is, belligerence, deceit and greed


It's the little people who built the country
The pioneers, through perseverance and toil
The one's who trusted their leaders
Raised families and remained loyal


A Rule, can only be sustained, when a governing body
Takes the interests of the People to heart
When bad management, makes a country become overwhelmed
Time to upset the apple cart


Throughout history, every faction, dynasty or regime
Blossoms, then has it's past
Surely the question that is omnipresent

How long, will this regime last