The Cross and the Switchblade

Dark is the day that performs such deeds
Dark is the night that follows
Cheap are the words in the enemy's mouth
Cheap is the venom he swallows

Death stands strong when life falls weak
Death in the heart of his town
Strength in the wrestle of the enemy's fight
Strength when he's falling down

poem by Eloise Crowther
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River Bank

Along the lonely river back
Where the trees would tower tall
And the earth beneath the sunken stems
Painted brown amongst the fall

Along the lonely river bank
There was shade within each step
A child waiting on the shore
While the clouds above him wept

Along the lonely river bank
The lonely child sat down
He found comfort in his whereabouts
And company made no sound

poem by Eloise Crowther
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Abused

Anger bashed and thrashed inside him
Anger tumbled out
Within the room all painted dim
His anger was a shout

His lifted hand was clenched so tight
Then unleashed upon his boy
Extinguished from the world was light
For anger was his toy

The room around them stood in fear
Silent, vexed and swayed
The room around them shed a tear
In the darkness of the day

The storm inside him had settled now
Quiet and still was he
Anger had gone and calmed his brow
Still he could not see

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poem by Eloise Crowther
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