Haunting Nightmare
These bloody nightmares haunt my sleep.
Through my brain despair quickly creeps.
Images of such horrid beasts and cheats.
To bring me down in bitter defeat.
Horrible scenes of massacred beings.
Strwen about in nightmareish schemes.
Devised destruction from these things.
They kill and mame to farther their sick twisted games.
No sense of shame.
Their evils plain.
Marching on with their sickly game.
These nightmares haunt us like a crime.
We need to stop it in good time.
Or we'll be conquered by the slime
poem by Michael McParland
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