A Silent Scream - Poem by David Daykin
I woke up this morning,
Understanding half of what I knew yesterday.
I cannot face this dull new day.
Is that what I am supposed to say.
This world is on amphetamine's,
the cries sound louder.
The street run's with blood and tears,
and all I smell is a world in fear.
My head falls back and eyes open wide,
my arms encircle me I cry and hide.
Who is screaming...
I then hear my voice in this nightmare,
And pray to God....
'Let me be dreaming'
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