MAG Poetry Competition 2009 - search for new poems
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There is a gathering dust at the end of the light
A curl of dirt is caught in the air
Like a hurricane, without the wind to force it
Into the strength that it wishes to whisper
Had your fill of porridge oats,
crunchy nuts, jam on toast?
There's a new taste to be found
rather costly pound for pound.
Do you cease
or do you fire?
Which is it to be?
Do you pull the trigger
And now we breathe a sigh of relief,
gone is the charlatan, gone is the thief
of votes and lives
and hopes and dreams,
If pain be the warning from body to mind,
To desist what will damage,
Why not do we listen to the pain of our hearts?
Warning the mind that love does wound.