May poem: It’s dark outside

Bass music burns a fire in his soul

drives darkness from salvation’s burning hole

pulsing blood in reckless veins

lonely beast escapes concrete cage.

Music louder senses turned to low

directionless wheels nowhere safe to go.

Target slowly coming into view

knife concealed that no-one but he knew.

Life extinguished without word or fight

mother’s scream wakes neighbours in the night

sirens blaring blue bright angel wings

no uniform or soldiers in this bloodless war:

just children with so much life to live for.

Written in despair at the lives violently lost in London so far in 2018. Feel free to share, ensuring you quote the following:

© Suzy Rowland Rigg

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