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Love Stealers

I have been writing poetry, fiction and short stories for many years and have completed a book of poems. I also enjoy comedy writing.

Love Stolen

Love Stolen

As good as your cup of coffee is, Life is not as warm and tasty for many

Good humans have lost loved ones, their dear family

People have died for just living their good lives

Some viciously taken away by the gun, some by the knives

Muggers and smugglers, all rejoice at the fallen expense

Creating a void for those missing the living, while some forgive, some seek vengeance

Addicts hide in shadows with needled out flesh

While young ones out at nights advertising their flesh

Minds of the great look to criminality for making a living

While podium speakers flush our ears with lies, always taking and never truly giving

These beings are born to silence joy, to silence love

Taking a way the innocence of the children, the pups, the cubs

The creator created a perfect world,

Man created an imperfect living

High class pickpockets in suites with unrealistic taxes taking every chilling

Weather machines and artificial devastation being created

Get them all the wicked shout.

For a nation there is so much hatred

More weapons being created than cure for sickness

Nuclear button pushers twitchy fingers waiting to start a worldly distress

These haters of humans, haters of joy, why are they still here?

Creating and planning chaos.

The masterminds of destruction everywhere

Are you still asleep? Well it is time to be awaken

Because our joy and love has been taken.

© 2018 Clive Williams


Clive Williams (author) from Jamaica on January 17, 2018:

Thanks for expressing your view @ FlourishAnyway

FlourishAnyway from USA on January 16, 2018:

Twitchy fingers indeed. I liked the image. Sometimes it’s just a little too much, the hatred.

Clive Williams (author) from Jamaica on January 12, 2018:

Thanks Frank

Frank Atanacio from Shelton on January 11, 2018:

I like the addicts hide in shadows line Clive.. awesome hub

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