Image for the poem Rhyl, May 2017

Rhyl, May 2017

Awoken from serene slumber
By murderous screams
Under amber streetlight
Blades glistened as they slashed
As a butcher tearing at a pig’s skin.
An Asian lad swimming in own blood.

The eerie flash of ambulance lights
Swirled into sea of dying stars
A white Hindu hearse on road most travelled;
Police car sirens singing mournful hate
The songs of the wake – duet of drugs & money.

The full moon fell from the sky
Into the bedroom of his sleeping children
Incandescent warmth for one night only -
Never to see Daddy again
Feel his loving arms enfolding them
A santa hat lying unworn on the kitchen table.

In drug wars, financial whores
Each has a score to settle.
The knives are out
Syringes are drawn
At twenty deals.

No honour in such death
Merely wraps of waste.

Haunted by his screams
Echoing unremitting
As a poltergeist moving
Swords through my mind.
Written by Trouble_Loves_Me
Author's Note
Reality of my home town now. Pic is from my window. Two 15 year olds were convicted of murder.
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