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A woman sat in the church.
She pulled a picture from her pocket.
Bent & worn.
Tears in her eyes.
She walked to the front.
Laid the picture down w/ a rose.
Twins.
One grew to become this woman of sorrow.
The other…
Her life was cut short by a man who thought he was God.
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Stoped to get a bite to eat.
The beautiful land full of fruit trees.
A mistake.
I never felt the attack.
I awoke.
I could not move.
My limbs filled with straw.
My face covered with burlap.
I screamed.
The crows went flying.
I could not move.
For now I was a Scarecrow.
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I look out to sea.
It is crystal blue.
So perfect.
Unlike me.
I came here to find myself.
What I see I do not like.
I see the fish in the sea.
So clearly.
I see myself.
So clearly.
And I know.
Know I must change.
Change for me.
Me alone.
And screw the ones that stop me.
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A deep furrow had formed in the rock, where water has run over it.
The water now long dried.
A being was hiking these mountains.
They ran a hand on the sharp edges & walked into the opening.
Their eyes lit up.
A perfect spot.
They grabbed their bag.
Time to set up camp.
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He was stationed in Norway.
He stopped as music pulsed through his soul.
He turned.
Intrigued.
The improvised concert brought back memories.
Dedicated to the loss of brothers in arms.
A song that resonated with him as he closed his eyes.
He stood listening to the joiker.
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There is a cemetery, where I walk.
I hear the whispers of the souls.
Stories I can’t know, I do.
To the most gruesome murder.
There is a cemetery near my house.
From the mundane.
Where souls are trapped.
Trapped until the end of time.
And they have a hold upon my soul.
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I hired a Resurrectionist.
Forbidden Research.
Hunt for immortality.
Taste the success.
This rot within me would not win.
The bodies held the key.
I bathed in the blood.
The search for the ‘soul.’
As I did not have one.
For I could not die.
This rot would not damn me.
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I looked down at the faces.
A surge of emotions.
How could anybody hurt these people?
Innocent.
Just trying to live their lives.
Anger welled up.
I swore I would hunt this monster.
I turned to my name.
I am told there are more.
I swear on my soul, they will get justice.
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We need to empower the voices that go unheard.
Shut down hate.
Hate of Skin.
Of Gender.
Of Orientation.
Of Abilities.
They silence their voices.
Attack when they fight.
We need to empower all voices.
Shut down Hate.
In a world full of Hate…
Be Kind.
Fight the Hate.
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They say time will mend all.
How much time?
A blink of an eye?
A Millennium?
No answer.
Time marches on.
The pain decreases.
In intensity.
Not amount.
Always there.
Always a missing piece in life time doesn’t mend.
I miss you, Dad.
12 years later, I still miss you.
Kris Charles - Author