Tears of absense

Somber feelings born that twist and burn at the core,
stinging like the small cut from a thorn when flesh gets torn,
although forewarned before now certainty soars,
this wretched decision I abhor but I can't rightly ignore.
the feelings infest leaving me depressed and distressed,
why can't I foresee the glories of conquest?
but I stand and confess that my papers are pressed,
and regret that I invest in a decision i detest.
very often I ignore the art of being smart
so to play no part will scar and tear me apart,
but before you depart on this journey you embark,
know the dull beat of my heart is mourning in the dark.

White sheets stained with black blood

Lies in abundance the substance of disruption,
convictable of corruption and the eruption of inane discussion,
queer love for the white sheets stained with black blood,
lack of love or concern for those crushed.
This organisations desperation to dispense tasteful non essentially information
is a system to promote hatred that has transfixed the nation.
thinking rock paper scissors creates a sinister picture.
as we sit on the rock smothered by the ministers paper.