The streets were paved with misery,
As far as the eye could see.
Bloodstained community,
Who would never, ever be free.
It wouldn’t let them.
The hunt was too much fun,
And once the game had begun,
Only death could end it,
And it always did.
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
The streets were paved with misery,
As far as the eye could see.
Bloodstained community,
Who would never, ever be free.
It wouldn’t let them.
The hunt was too much fun,
And once the game had begun,
Only death could end it,
And it always did.
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