Rugger Stormston

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Two wonderful, beautiful women walk by,
Both wearing wonderful, beautiful dresses.
Stop to discuss news,
And how wonderful, beautiful the weather is.
...

Banging side door sings out
And bounces off the silent roads.
Through the deep dark night it echoes.
'A tip-tip' goes the water -
...

The gentle chirrup falls slowly with the sun.
Heat deprived children return home.
This sepia splattered sky knows of time before man.
...

Of a time that stands in my memory clear,
When the nights seemed to hide from sight
and footballs banged against walls.
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Starved babies pave the street, lying lifeless and limp,
Tired, looking for lost lullabys.
Vomit and excrement form cool pools around their temples,
Dried blood and tears stick to their skin peircing into each dimple.
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These four walls have heard it all.
The inflation of sins and depletion of innocence.
Each night I undress and shout silently of my regret.
Every article made of lead; an angry word embedded in my head for my sleeping eyes to see.
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Yesterday, On Main Street

Two wonderful, beautiful women walk by,
Both wearing wonderful, beautiful dresses.
Stop to discuss news,
And how wonderful, beautiful the weather is.
They carry on walking.

Woman One is awoken when she stumbles over her husband
Unconscious in the hall.
Vomit soaked through his clothes
In a puddle where he lies.
Stinking stench of sour milk and last night's beef,
All glazed and stewed in a poisoned water.

Woman Two wanders into her own life,
Filled with the tears of past years which haunt her.
Her bag hits the floor
As her hands rush to catch the drops which fall from her face.
She cries for nothing,
And for everything.
Same time, every day.

Not Wonderful.
Not Beautiful.
Just life.

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