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Merciless these voices lash
Driving me insane
No hiding place is safe for me
They find me everywhere
I twist and turn down slippery paths
To hide within my mind
Yet still they follow on and on
No peace for me to find
They howl and scream
A banshees wail
Yet other times so gentle
Telling me what must be done
To satisfy the hunger
Blood more blood
The voices whisper
Blood more blood they scream
Merciless these voices lash
Driving me insane

Mummy dear please listen now
A voice within you deep
My life so brief, just begun
The world I want to see

When eyes first open to peer about
Your face I want to see
Hands that hold me oh so close
Your breath upon my cheek

Gentle voice that croons at night
To send me off to sleep
A warm embrace upon awake
A whispered I love you

I want to see adoring looks
As first steps I take
The startled rush to give me aid
If I stumble or should I fall

Hear the praises you bestow
As first words I speak
See the sparkle in your eyes
When I say I love you

Slowly I grow, yet quickly too
The time is almost near
You buy me clothes, a uniform
In school I need to be

My little cheeks with tears are wet
You find it hard to leave
'It's only school, we talked of this
You'll enjoy yourself today'

A backward glance, you see me cry
And hurry back to me
You kiss away my flowing tears
Because you love me so

The years go on, I study hard
To make you proud of me
A gown I wear to graduate
To a life we planned for me

The boys they come, the boys they go
And none I take too serious
I bring a man, a loving man
This one I plan to marry

How proud your looks I see they are
As I walk down the aisle
A gentle sob I hear escape
As I say yes I do

And as we leave you're first in line
To hold me tight and cry
Thank you mum for all you've done
The life you've given me

A gentle stirring within I feel
The first sign of life
You share with me excited dreams
A Grandma you will be

A child is born, a little boy
We cry to see the sight
Hand in hand we sit on bed
And plan a future bright

The years stretch on and love abounds
Grand children are all around
Their faces bright, their eyes so clear
Oh Nanna we love you

And when you're old and not so firm
For help we are so near
To make your life a life of ease
In our home you will be

When your years the end they reach
And near death's door you lay
I will be there your hand to hold
Your grand kids by your side

And when you've passed, no longer here
You'll always be with us
Your memory honoured be
Not long forgotten dust

Mummy dear please listen now
A voice within you deep
My life so brief, just begun
The world I want to see

If you abort, not let me live
So much we both shall miss
A lifetime of happiness
Is what I offer thee

So mummy dear, this is your child
A daughter fair an true
I'm here in you, a part of you
Please don't murder me

Within my dreams of tortured screams
and memories of long ago
I watched the act
denied as fact
and pursued her through the snow.

And in this dream
to me it seems
as though im almost dead
when Im ripped apart
and fed my heart
to awake upon my bed.

The dreams of night
with fists clenched tight
had followed me once again
and all my fears
wet my pillow with tears
as I expect the end.

Never before was I so bold
as when I tell you this.
The fear of death and the reapers breath
are as comforting as a lovers kiss.

I wipe at my eye
not willing to cry
must keep my sanity intact
little did I know
it was because of the snow
that kept me from attack.

I stand and scream
shattering all things
that happen to be in the room
the voice in my head
starts whispering instead
the end is coming soon.

I stand at the window
feeling the wind blow
through the broken glass
I cut my feet
climbing into the street
to fulfill my morbid task.

I land in the lawn
hours before dawn
listening to the voices
the demons around
retreat from my sound
so I stop to consider my choices.

I head for the trees
scraping my knees
because of the briers around
my rage intact
as a matter of fact
cruel suggestions
and self doubt abound.

A clearing in the forest
filled with chorus
by the evil thats out tonight
a circle of Satan
strengthened through hating
is witnessed under crisp moonlight.

In the middle of the night
Im turned on by the sight
at the scene taking place before me
levitating in air
with blood streaked hair
is an angelic symbol of mercy.

Raped and beaten
at this occultic meeting
she begs for sudden death
but the seed shes received
guarantees shell conceive
for the righteous theres never rest.


David M. Hill

So sweet that gentle hand movement

Beckons amongst
such of lonely lands

cringing away
to what was

forward movement
screaming hunger

so alone

but how?

when

All that is to those

that know

nothing more

Troubled Soul


I hunger for your touch
And yet I am repulsed
What is, that made me this way
So much unlike others

Remember time on father's knee
The comfort there derived from
The laughter, the simple joy
The games we used to play then

The birthday cake at six of age
The presents I was given
Barbie doll and clothes so bright
By my beloved Uncle Lester

Rough of hands and breath of beer
I did not know better
Innocence of childish games
Torn away forever

For years he came in dead of night
My soul he tore asunder
Terrified my body froze
Compelled to surrender

Although so many years have passed
The memory still lingers
I recoil from manly touch
Unable to be intimate

How I yearn to be like others
To laugh and love like them


Man on the Street Corner


I watched her down the street she walked
Narrow of waist and broad of hip
Straight of back and fulsome bust
A woman proud and regal

This woman tall who has it all
What is there to offer
Uncertainty it gripped my heart
And stopped my feet from walking

And yet when closer I did look
Some things became apparent
The furrows upon her brow
And eyes lost and haunted

The Spirit spoke within my soul
To her make me known now
Speak of love, life everlasting
And for her I will be there

When Spirit speaks, I heed the call
So boldly I approached her
I spoke the words the Spirit gave
Of Jesus and forgiveness

I spoke on for quite a while
Of things within the Bible
And it was there in middle of town
She gave her heart to Jesus



Troubled soul II


All these years, these weary years
The burden I have carried
The guilt so heavy weighs me down
My hate for Uncle Lester

I met a man, a kindly man
And how I yearned to love him
Yet the past, the gruesome past
Would not allow it

Despair I had and gave up hope
Till this old man approached me
Told me things of Jesus Christ
His love and forgiveness

Right there on the street we prayed
And I gave my heart to Jesus
Felt love, peace, serenity
And lifting of my burden

Now I see a life ahead
Of peace, love and marriage
Pray to Jesus every night
For the man on the street corner

A girl holds a balloon rising up
A country took the liberty of a man, but he did not crumble
Great nations rise in pride before they go
People strut and pout with knowledge of nothing
I see in my head that it is almost done, but you think the tap with running water will always run
Ask a starving baby what he/she sees
All the roses in the garden will suddenly fade
People at leisure and idle chats
Violent chaos unfolds and spreads
Peace held together by the pounding of guns
Is there any use in swinging an axe to dice an onion?
Is wisdom with words harder to hear?
What is the truth that has happened here?
We follow the path of former ways
Normalize madness and heretical words
A child baptized by fire and tossed around in the world
We cling to the thorns of awkward lives
We writhe in the insanity while blocking it out
Death shows his face, but doesn't beckon our souls
Violence had erupted after something imploded and then the sheep of the land who blindly feed glimpse the hideousness of the life on which they graze
A singer she sang of some of these things with a smoky soul voice from hard soul living and now she is dead some may weep
Some may still graze on the foulest of things
Death preaches to the living

Mission to Mars
Ground control to a straying soul
There are many who never return, but the lure from a painful reality perceived, numb, some wish to not feel ever again
The red mist settles as your mood eases
Angry runner dying slowly
A life lived in blue
A mission to Mars to escape the world
There are many who never come back to the hear and the now, the living and learning
Pain to pain, never seen again for now
The lure from reality, numbed, they imagine a door to escape
Runner, runs, run, running....
A shot in the arm or the red mist rising in one on an island
This is your daily news
The glamour dies, craziness is loose
Lives not lived and those taken away do actually have a tale to be told...

Do you see
It is not the world that is blind
Questions, questions, the many asked
Will god take a seat next to you when you ask where he is or is it just questions you ask, but refrain from true dialogue
Silence, when logic confronts you
On this mortal rock among many, the many grains of sand
This dance across time before the curtains meet
Color, such colors
What side do you choose
The bang of a gun as atrocities are committed, played out in the corner of your eye
Him or us, they or them
The creator or the creature
This dance till death
On a rock among the stars, spinning in space like a desk top gadget repeating an action
Questions, silence, reason and logic
What is the the real beyond the cave
We are sensual beings trapped in a breathing cage clinging to a branch amidst the deluge
What is the real beyond the cave
Us, finite creatures in this melancholy tango
A smile, a chance and life goes on

Eyes that blink and turn away.
Warmth that caress the soul.
Stars that twinkle captured by the water.
Smell of storm traveling thru the distance.
Waves that ripple on along.
Rocking me back and forth to the seas song.
Shore to far for one to see.
Heart racing heading fast to the land.
Who or what will reach there first is yet to be.
Before Mother Nature lets her wrath run free.

You lust and consume all your life. Your mind is racing all day, trying to block out, what lay before you. But you are truely afraid, of your true path. Your destiny has saddled you. Anxiety, doubts and fears are signs:- death awaits you.