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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required **A WINNING POEM** That night, my heart pleaded i should Wait over and pass the night at grand pa's Old inn. Enormous was my concern to reach home And see Constance La France.... the rambling poet. About "create your own form, may be?" I embraced the night and darkness mingled With my eyes; Yonder are night workers, Here and there they wander, Seaching for who to plunder, Oh! what a mighty wonder. Look at that supermarket, And a man with a mask, Gun and matchet, He most be a burglar, Oh! i must be undercover, Or else i step into danger, For the night is in dark anger. "Ahh! ahhh!! ahhhh!!!" the cry of a victim, Something must have wrought a cry, Who will be the rescue? For me, this night walk must linger. Look at the police, having me as an Accomplice, they need my identity and money, Yet yonder is the victim crying.... Look over there! drug users Assembling in dark corners, Swaying like feathers, In the midst of their daily rituals, That is never beneficial, Oh! blind earth leading to an open death. Group upon groups, stationed in their post, Looking so malicious, looking so vicious, Brandishing weapons, ready for the slaughter, Gun shoots clatter as a group fight starter. Charles melody has seen wonder And endless palaver. Knives mingled with flesh, blood and bone, Men eager and bold, Heads bounce like ball, Suddenly, calmness...... Gba! gba!! gba!!! another trigger's verdict? Lord when will these pass over? For i am likening to salt in water, Never to calm and ponder, The night walk seemed not to be over. For the night is in dark anger.... BY CHARLES MELODY (Lightening Ink) **14TH PLACE IN CONSTANCE LA FRANCE CONTEST, WITH THE THEME; "DEEP, DARK AND DRAMATIC". =============================== The form of this poem is called,"stream of consciousness." i formed it so because the thought kept coming like a stream or river of consciousness in my mind, i was conscious of the dangers i knew, especially in my Little African village and the war that covered it. For "Constance La France, the Rambling poet's contest.
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