I am okay but did not sleep last night…a mad

drunk burned down the farm-worker’s house…the picture show what’s left of it!!

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No Bloody Horror Fiction

A day in my life

Never without friction no way

It is almost like an addiction

It seems like no one around me

Can live without it

They always need to stir the pot

Accusations fly so does the fists

To some this their only bliss

To see eyes filled with fear

No horror fiction this

No fairy tail nope

I dare you to come live it

And try to keep a straight face

Sometimes I cry… sometimes I laugh

When insanity takes hold of me

I scream out loud…”shut the f*** up”

Some think I am crazy when I do that!!

Some think I over react

When I say: “I had enough of this bullshit”

Then four hours after the first phone call

Police still not sure should they react

Or will it be just another insult to me

When I phone again….

And no one answers the f***ing phone

To explain the seriousness of it all

That a murder is about to happen

And there is nothing I can do to stop

The mad man lurking around

Searching for something to strike again

Then just to see how the bastard

Strike a match to put the house on fire

A house filled with fear

Children and their mothers

Two almost raped but did escape

Been brutally attacked hours before

Still roaming around before going to bed

Just to wake to see

Their house is on fire

Now burned to the ground

Not even a whole cup to be found

There is nothing left… nothing!!

That could withstand the

The horror that struck many lives

And no fiction to fix it my friend

Just another day in my life

Today the police came

Too late…damage is done

Mother and child now without home

Copyright © September 24, 2006 Tinka Boukes