Marcus Czarnecki Poems

Old red leather armchair
Appears
Floating in the air
Horse hair stuffing popping through holes
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A Darkened youth drips tragedy for all.
'Oh! Prejudice', sobs our lost innocence,
In the shadows of modernity.
A frightened child,
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Mother
Have you ever seen
The eyes of a beautiful woman waiting to be killed.
The eyes of a mother who has lost her children?
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The Stern Report is Published
The Twisted decayed Politicians
Slither furiously to suck the liquid from the words
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Now all the youth of England are on fire
All the aged arrogance trembles as its death knell's echo close-ens'
Youthful faces yearning for a new world - eyes bright and hearts a-thumping
Craving a much more real world
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THREE THOUSAND ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY NINE

Is Cheap!
If you're talking about dollars or pounds
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Joy is deep sure and solid.
Effervescent happiness bubbles up into my heart
Explodes with sheer delight and cruises throughout me
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My Master is a sword of Justice
That cuts deep into those who abuse power

My Master is the light of hope
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Love.

Love for everything and everyone
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My heart explodes with joy to hear your voice.
My life smiles
Contentment and love regardless of the subjects discussed
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