Treasure Island

G.R. Gaus

(April 11 1950 / St. Louis)

Terrorist In Disguise


Where it began, no one knows,
Perhaps with discontent,
Spreading as the wind blows,
Anger, hatred and resent,

Bringing harm upon the innocent,
Every new day, children die,
Motives for acknowledgment,
Mourning mothers endless cry.

Not just in the Middle East,
The weather takes its toll,
Hurricanes and tornadoes feast,
Nature’s fury, out of control.

In the darkness, venomous snake,
Sharks that roam beneath,
Any danger, that could partake,
Hidden sharply in its sheath.

Why we live our lives in fear?
Nervously for the strike,
Cancer cells to adhere?
Are we all not just alike?

No one escapes this place alive,
Time ticks away the days,
Must be a better way to survive,
Trapped inside this maze.

Is it not, an act of self terror?
Torture ourselves with pain,
A poison within the bearer,
Slowly injecting, until slain.

Submitted: Thursday, May 23, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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Terror comes in many shapes and forms…..

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