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The Vanishings
For me, this happened four months ago
when I was walking into Derby Town.
Before my eyes a man just disappeared
in an instant, and without a sound.
One minute he was there, the next he wasn’t.
In disbelief I stopped and looked around,
to see if anyone else had seen what I had seen,
but no one had, so I continued to town.
As I walked, I thought about what I saw
and whether I could be wrong,
but I was sure the man did disappear,
as he walked innocently along.
Throughout the day and night this troubled me,
and I began to question my sanity.
I concluded that my mind was playing tricks,
no one can vanish so inexplicably.
However, throughout the following days
I closely observed the papers and TV.
With no reports of random disappearances,
it confirmed my mind was fooling me.
I allowed the incident to leave my thoughts
and continued with my humdrum days.
That was until during my usual walk to town,
when I saw another person vanish away.
This really shocked and unsettled me,
so I asked the people near by
if they had seen someone just disappear,
but it was something they all denied.
It was time to see my local doctor
and I told him what I thought I saw.
He said I was suffering with stress
and of that he was sure.
Antidepressants were prescribed,
and advise for me to rest.
Not to think too deeply about what I see,
and leave disappearances to those who know best.
A few days later, an article in the paper stated
disappearances were on the rise.
However, the police weren’t duly concerned
the homeless were more than realised.
The next time I walked into Derby,
I saw three people disappear.
One was a woman pushing a pushchair,
which left her child alone, but near.
Another woman stood by the pushchair
and asked where the mother had gone.
I didn’t want to admit to anything,
so I shook my head and moved on.
I now knew it wasn’t my imagination,
but if I spoke out, people would think me insane.
Doing nothing about what I knew was hurting
and I felt an unbearable shame.
I decided to write letters to the papers,
warning the public about the vanishings,
and why the government was hiding the facts
to stop the anarchy this would bring.
I was arrested by a government network
who asked what proof I could provide.
I admitted my eyes were my only witness
and they accused me of unpatriotic lies.
I was placed in a room with a professor
who reacted as though I knew the truth.
He admitted he knew about the vanishings,
but how they happened he had no clue.
He was puzzled, but discarded abductions
because there was no sightings or sound.
Every hour of everyday in Derbyshire streets
vanishings were now common and abound.
The government is extremely concerned
whether the vanishings will ever cease.
They’re at a loss to know just what to do
to stop the population’s ever decrease.
poem
by
Orlando Belo
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