Malcolm Gould Poems

That big building you used to think
was always a point of interest.
Often looking inside the huge place
glancing up at the flats above.
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The droning sound was so familiar
all the bombings not resolved.
There was nothing they could do
civilians targeted below.
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Facing that massive audience on the big stage
gave him that overwhelming dignity.
Struggling for how many years hard to recall
sheer will power and that passion.
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How did I end up in this awful cell
caged in like an animal.
Diagnosed with a mental disorder
sectioned and put in here!
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Snatched from the grasp of my slippery hand
as we were being evacuated
the hardship to reach the borders and safety
the pressure at last released
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How real a dream can be

when your mind has no limits
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A strong sense of unease fills my mind and soul

my body trembles is it fear or the cold night
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They surrounded the bed where their mother lay
like vultures waiting for the victim to expire
gasping for breath faces becoming more clouded
within was at peace her life had been good
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Being at university was such an achievement
all the studying had paid off
even got her first choice it snapped into place
to study her chosen subject
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