Underground tunnel,
Reeking of despair, defaced,
with Expressionist crime,

Eyes hollow crosses,
Tall head with no space for mind,
Corrosion meets grime,

Endless, hopeless concrete,
Everywhere you look, decay,
Camouflaged by graffiti.

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Earth

We who inherit the earth,

Shall we be burdened,

By a massed ball of matter,

Crushing such meagre souls,

Revolving around this burning giant,

It's only hydrogen after all,

Each ocean we will worship,

And tree we shall treasure,

Since hen-like Mother Nature,

Has long since flown the coop.

Vapour shimmers in the air,

One thousand spectres weeping,

Beneath an ever-changing sky,

Indigo, Violet, Mahogany, Jade,

The iron fist, The guiding hand,

Wrought Steel Technology,

Now it's their land.

What a low price for the planet,

Are we further in the dark than ever?

This mood-reflecting sky is of no comfort,

So who rules the world?

Whoever can.

But the world will not be governed,

Only passed on like so many infections.

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Winter Haiku

Dancing teasing snow
It refuses to settle
Blatantly mocking.

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