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Security Matters Poem: Personal Reflections and Creative Writing

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Two silver spoons with a Black man's and a white woman's face, on a yellow background.

security matters

with difficulty
i almost fathomed
the true extent of Terror!
Big GOVERNMENT UNLEASHED ———>
You and a not so united King/dom
let’s say:
in towns far away dropping dimes for me.
the shards picked up by a Triple Colony

chums
the p i e c e s = sums: $££$£$.
Priceless.

II

though I heard the bomb EXPLODE
it did not detonate before my eyes.
i was miles away about to brew Tea
when the ground shook,
rumbled under me
(we don’t have magnitudes here).

III

enough to royally propagate i considered
this idea #creativewriting,
eventually writing -a free ragged verse,
no cadence, lacking ELEGANCE,
spontaneous and making no sense
whatsoever – she said.

IV

pulling the cord of the slatted Venetians
blinded (and thinking of spooning),
my neighborly peers dazzle me.
a sweet tasting Black Mercedes
(I don’t know the model)
conjoined to his housemate’s blue Beetle
whipping up a GLAMour, the mirror
so bright i can’t see myself,
but all together peaceful, quite:
& waiting for something to happen.

V

i phoned her: &
my sweet little english rose
said she is leaving me.
romance slandered –
a bastard shame.

A man amidst two spoons in art deco style

– Read Another by Sendong: Flee: Love, Choices, and Regret

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