Secret Ingredients
Surprise
warm morning sunlight
shines upon on a stranger’s face
in my hotel bed
–
full moon-
muddy tracks
lead to my bed
Abuse
waiting for the bus
she seeks shelter from the rain
and years of abuse
–
a sudden squall-
the sky bruised
and blackened
Murder
on the village green
the shadows of injustice
hang from an oak tree
–
greasy smoke-
torches light
a darkened path
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