Sunday Mourning
There once was a riot
So brave they even tried it
A protest becomes a brawl
They were bound to fall
The commotion caused confusion
It could have been an illusion
But it wasn't
Mothers mourned their lost sons and daughters
Just as much agony is felt by the fathers
Brothers and sisters express their heartbreak
A true emotion one can't fake
There once was a riot
So brave they ever tried it
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This Week and the Next
Today I am cooped up
Tomorrow I will be confined
The next day I will be enveloped
The day after that I will be consumed
One day I will be free
I'll be anything I want to be
One day I will fight back
I assure you that's a fact
One day I won't be consumed
I'll be revived
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A Future Perspective
Some see a bleak future
A horrid place and time
They see a gloomy world
Living with somber hearts
Some see a joyous future
A glorious time and place
They see a cheerful world
Living with peaceful hearts
Some see a future
A time and place
They see a world
Living with their hearts
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Strolling
They were disoriented; hidden in an invisible place.
He held her small hand as it shook.
She had strayed from the path, he thought back.
They disappeared in the trees.
The light was nearly gone now; they wandered aimlessly.
They found themselves in the sights of an imp.
It scampered close, he grabbed her hand.
The two barrel away; the imp followed suit.
There was a snap and the two young ones spill down an incline.
Near the bottom they see a small hiding place; they scurry into it.
The sound of crunching twigs getting closer brings back their situation.
He holds her close, trying to keep her quiet.
The crunching is louder; there's no where to run anymore.
They are captives.
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This is only the beginning.
There is more to come.
Enjoy the wait.
It'll be fun.
About the Creator
Mooseppe
I've got a lot of interests. But I've got good news and good news. You'll never get anything less than strange and nothing more than I can do during my disappointingly short window of inspiration. Have fun.
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