Day Of The Dead has arrived
A Large Gathering Of Families are here for the event.
Yearly they come to remember ones who've passed on in their lifetime.
Only now, has the sky seemed so dark.
Fear is felt slowly through the atmosphere.
Terror and carnage is poured out onto the streets and cities.
Hundreds of people pay respect to the dead.
Even UNESCO has recognised this traditional event.
Dreams fade into blackness.
Everlasting nightmares come into play.
And the dead are now resting.
Día De Meurtos forever. .
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This Is Your Voice
PoetryA selection of poetry, that I have written from the last three years. An anthology of my poems from the last three years, which I have put together, for everyone to enjoy, about survival, love, heartbreak and pain, and my own experiences in life. ...
