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rwjdodds
rwjdodds

Despair

Yacob sat in the pitch black, not sure if he was awake or asleep. He had been in here for so long that he no longer knew when was day and when was night.

6 0 791 words
jackalice
jackalice

Two Twins

Two twins. Are born. On the same day. Two people. Exactly. The same. In. Every way. One is named Martin. The other Ray. Martin becomes a politician. Ray rages against The Machine.

24 3 140 words
sarahgamal
sarahgamal

Their Forever?

Long ago we made a decision to move to another land I Kept delaying the process cause I love my sunny land Now the kids are not happy with what's going around With a third year of an uprising and...

12 10 115 words
Janflower
Janflower

Song Of Sacrifice

(Inspired by the Irish troubles and the hunger strike) Starving for peace, Fighting for freedom, Breaking for love, Song of sacrifice.

16 5 223 words
jackxD
jackxD

So Here We Are Again... (Belfast Riots)

This poem/rant is based on the Northern Irish 2012 Riots over the taking down of the Union Jack from the flag pole at Belfast City Hall. Enjoy.

8 2 165 words
sjw
sjw

The Rulers And The Tyrants

#xmasparody Sing to the tune of The Holly And The Ivy .

30 12 50 words
sjw
sjw

A City On The Edge.

A city with a need.... A president banished for his greed. A revolution.... Was it the only solution. A police state.... Ruled by fear and hate. The rich.... Merciless and greedy. The poor......

36 4 43 words
Platypus
Platypus

The Opuss Tale Part 6

#TheOpussTale I was running, through the woods, back to the palace from the Pixie Tree. The old Queen had been killed, and there were rumours of an elven mutiny.

28 14 494 words
Yassine
Yassine

Call It What You Will

I hold your memory in my hand. This battered old photo is all I have left. Left of civilian, honest man, father of three. The cold metal of the bullet, still nestled in your chest.

8 0 234 words
Weirdwolf
Weirdwolf

Crescent Moon

The crescent moon was bleeding and blending, the wind blowing in from the west. Soldiers were shooting and seeding, igniting the growing unrest.

42 14 96 words