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Through the darkened street

Cannot see through the sleet

A clandestine meeting

Who would be leading

The seed had been planted

The intention was

Have him supplanted

Slip in by circumvention

Arrival at the Inn

A secret knock to get in

Usurper’s all within

Creating quite a din

Argument of an intention

Was a cause of dissention

Dethrone the King

Hang him from a beam

A decision is made

The plan is laid

For success we prayed

We now form a brigade

Through the portcullis

Went the Kings subjects

A battle ensues

They had nothing to lose

Free from oppression

No more repression

The King dethroned

Our new King enthroned

The masses now celebrate

No longer irate

A celebratory fete

All appetites slaked

A calm now descended

The people contented

Changes implemented

The outcome was indeed, splendid

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2020 Life

2020 Life

Staying at home
No longer to roam
Imprisoned by life
Depression is rife

Where is our freedom
We are locked in a region
Living in a bubble
Feeling very friable

But we must endure
While they seek a cure
Our home is our castle
Till we again, can travel

© Hamish McKenna

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New Poetry – Mists Of Time

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Mists Of Time

Walking through the mists of time
I could hear the death knell chime
It’s as if I was lost in space
Caught up in life’s race
Every way that I turned
The harbinger returned
The faster life’s race became
Was I ahead of the game?
Chasing that elusive goal
Of utopia for my soul
Feet caught in the mud
I heard the howl for blood
Able once again to move
Back into life’s deep groove
To the treadmill, I return
I had made a full u-turn
I passed up on any escape
Deciding I was in good shape
I would make my life my own
Life can have an altered tone
The mists had been cleared
My Harbinger had disappeared
Despair was no longer found
My heart lifted ’twas profound
My head foggy no more
Life was not a chore
I now held life dear
For now, I live in good cheer
© Hamish McKenna

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