"Poetry & Rhymes" by William Hancock

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“Watched The News Today”

"Watched The News Today"

I was watching the news today,

And what do I see?

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Politicians blowing sunshine,

And wars overseas;

Blood, and death,

Even killing of our bees;

Robbers and banksters,

On nations they scheme;

Corporations playing god,

Even tampering with our seeds.

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Skies are turning silver,

From things we can’t see;

The poisoning of our crops,

On which the people feed;

More government than people,

And they say that we’re free;

The only ones living,

Are the wealthy and elite.

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Cost of living getting higher,

And insurance we can’t eat;

Wages that stagnate,

Unable to afford needs;

More homeless than ever,

Numbers growing like weeds;

Our lives losing value,

Nowhere left to flee.

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Yes,.. .

I watched the news today,

but not on t.v.,

I opened my eyes,

And this I could see.

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William Hancock © All Rights Reserved

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Poem on Image:  placed by; written by  William Hancock © 2015′

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“Passed”

Passed

It was nice out,

Till the wind came,

And sucked it all away.

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Daylight gone,

No warmth, no sun,

Is this the end of days?

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Humans,.. .

No longer proud,

Hiding in holes like strays.

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Darkness abounds

In distant screams,

Stars have all passed away.

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Humanity lost,

Like rabid dogs,

We’ve all become insane.

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So hungry now,

No plants to eat,

Animals have all decayed.

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A planet dead,

So lifeless now,

Has simply faded away.

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Like nothingness,

Never were here,

Just remnants of our day.

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William Hancock © All Rights Reserved

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“We Live In A Time”

"We Live In A Time"

“We Live In A Time”

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Of great turmoil, and distress;

Of evil, and hatred,
Great horror, and regret;

Of,.. .

Dirty sands,
Empty lands,
Wicked hands,
And murderous bands;

Of,.. .

Evil works,
Deadly jerks,
Killing clerks,
While in the church;

Of,.. .

Hopeless whys,
Children’s sighs,
Government lies,
And mothers cries;

Of,.. .

Endless death,
That never rests,
Contentious threats,
The blood still wet.. .

We live in a time,
Of do nothing, and watch;

Of sadness, and crime,
And stupidity, un-thought.

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William Hancock © All Rights Reserved

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Poem on Image: placed by; written by  William Hancock © 2014′


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“Dead Asleep”

Dead Asleep - ©

As I lay here, on my bed,
Wide awake, but yet asleep.

On the floor,
An apple core,
An open door,
There is no more.

All alone, within my room,
A window sill, a door it creaks.
Am I dreaming, I’m awake,
Just lying here, a top my sheets?

There screams a crow,
Along a shore,
No one knows,
Why no more.

A lonely trail,
A line of trees,
A lizards tail,
And winter breeze.

A single bike,
An empty town,
A moonlit night,
Nowhere a sound.

In the distance, rings a bell,
Pulling me, from in my sleep.
A rippling creek, a river bank,
A mountain top, a flock of sheep.

In my head,
There it’s said,
With this thread,
Your soul I’ll shed.

A feather falls, a candles’ lit,
A blinding light, A soothing heat.
There again, a voice it says,
Make no mistake, it’s what you reap.

The road you took, the life you led,
Your mine to take, while your asleep.

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William Hancock © All Rights Reserved

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Poem on Image:  placed by; written by  William Hancock © 2013′