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The Exodus

Good people leave in hordes their troubled land
behind their homes and life built from the sand
a vengeful war is raging, death is rife
the killers have no care for human life.

A place that once belonged to family fare
husband with wife, child played without a care
a gift from God for everyone to dwell
evil has turned it to a living hell.

Innocent child sees torture, rape and more
beheaded man, blood, flesh and gore
it’s etched into their minds, seen night and day
when they should have it in their hearts to play.

But not for them, the joy has long since fled
they have not any home to rest their head
they trudge along through valley, field and road
most of them laden down with heavy load.

Sick and old, man and woman, girl and boy
babies being carried, no glint of joy
heavy burdens hauled to who knows where
No sign of hope just gloom and vacant stare.

One by one borders closing every day
the refugees arrive but turned away
left alone a spectacle to all of us
a desperate and lonely exodus.

© D Marsden 2018

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Oh Well

Someone told me there is no hell
I said there is,
They just said, …oh well!

They've never seen a shanty town
and all the faces-mostly frowns
nor have they seen the poverty and despair
and their tin shacks and vacant glare.

The children have no toys or games
they don't go dancing in the rain
they've never rode on swinging chair
just sit in the blazing sun and stare.

That wretched sun it is so hot
nowhere can I find a pleasant spot
I'll be home tomorrow among the leafy trees
and sit drinking in the English summer breeze.

I'll watch the children on the park
running around and singing like the lark
I'll see my wife and kids as happy as can be
we'll sit and dine and talk, then watch tv.

I'll gaze at the stars and ponder
why is this place I do wonder?

I told someone there is a hell
and he just said… oh well!

© D Marsden 2016
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Repentance

The young boy grew up, wanting much more
burning inside was a decadent fire
he did what he liked and liked what he did
but it wasn’t enough, wanted much higher.

The devil knew this, he offered a deal
I’ll fill your desires to exceed your goal
till your heart’s content, fun, take what you want
but a levy I’ll need, my price is your soul.

How long do I get to taste all life’s dreams?
will you grant me till I’m thirty years old?
the devil he grinned then laughed out so loud
such a large price for a fool to be sold.

Youth and the devil shook hands, the deal was struck
you go on your way, you go and have fun
the man strolled along with great joy and glee
he held his head high, thought life had begun.

The years quickly went, the man had indulged
he took all the pleasures the devil laid out
sat in his dim room with drink in his hand
thirty years, it’s midnight, the clock shouted out

A shadow appeared; a figure so black
a demon approached, I’ve come for your soul
the devil has sent me to collect his due
“please leave me alone, please let me grow old”

You made a pact, you had pleasures abound
you took all you could without much regard
the devil gave out his promise in full
a deal is a deal no matter how hard.

The man fell down on his knees and prayed fast
a frightened boy, his pride all in tatters
please take me away from this journey to hell
oh Lord save my soul, what really matters.

At that point, a bright light, an angel stood
Begone you demon of old, your powers are weak
I come in the devil’s name, the demon said
the man he repents, in God’s name I speak

The devil knows his errand is futile
he has been cheated, a wound to his mark
no torment to please, no suffer of soul
the demon backed off, formed into the dark.

All of the angels in heaven cry out
a chorus sang loud, the way has been paved
the glory of God, how brightly his light
a time to rejoice, a soul has been saved.

© D Marsden 2020

SUSAN

Susan

This world is not home
we’re all passing through
we stay just a while
all wondering what to do
some show love and kindness
such is a girl named Sue.

She mothered her kin
like a hen to her chicks
always there for them
when requiring a loving fix
burning at both ends
candles’ compassionate wicks.

She’s reached her destiny
she’s now gone home
no-one need worry
she’s never alone
many family and friends
before her have gone.

To a life everlasting
a place so grand
a place without pain
we can’t understand
a garden of Eden
she’s holding God’s hand.

When the time comes
we’ll see her again
her youthful form
a girl without pain
for now it’s our loss
forever God’s gain.

Love poem

I love you on a summer’s day
oh how your blood shot eyes shine so
they melt my heart so tenderly
reminding me of piss holes in the snow.

The way it flows in the wind
your long brown hair, it is absurd
catching the light so tenderly
it shines just like a polished terd.

On a brightly lit starry night
your smile matches the moon so mellow
the brightness beams across your face
your teeth an overwhelming tint of yellow.

You have so many traits to admire
I love the grey streaks in your hair
that lovely, wiry texture, so course
reminds me of my grand mama.

I love your red and glossy lips
so soft and are as smooth as glass
pouting out in all their splendour
reminding me of a baboons’ ass.

I asked her hand to betrothed
we’ll spend our days aloft
I bought a ring, I gave it her
she told me to sod off

The First Shall Be Last

Once only in cities
deprivation on streets
angels with dirty faces
no shoes on their feet
no warmth, no comfort, no food
whoever they meet.

Spare a thought for the wealthy
having to see this spilt
all over the street
way up to the hilt
hard life for a rich man
a millionaires guilt.

The first shall be last
the table will turn
the hungry are fed
the guilty will yearn
stoke up the fire
in hell injustice will burn.

D Marsden 2020 ©

Our Ruby Wedding Anniversary

Our Ruby Wedding Anniversary

Sun was shining bright on that summer’s day
cruising along, wind in our hair
just you and I and an open top
So young and free, without a care.

Soon came the day, those wedding bells
that time when we declared ‘I do’
the old ways were left behind
a journey began to somewhere new.

The following year our first was born
a baby girl, a joy to our hearts
now we were three, a family of love
life was so good, nothing could part.

The years rolled along sweetly
then we became four
another girl to add to our joy
a family to cherish for evermore.

Kids soon grow up and parents become old
the years quickly took away prime
no strolling together through field and wood
with dog and kids towing the line.

And just when we thought life had slowed
a granddaughter had touched our lives
and then a grandson, we are well blessed
amazing what comes from husband and wife.

We’ve seen fair times, we’ve seen good
we’ve seen hard times like no-one should
but family hasn’t left, it has grown
we started this journey all on our own.

Happy anniversary Beryl
40 years today
We have something, no-one
can ever take away.

D Marsden ©

I wrote this for our anniversary last year (December 2019).

Hypocrites

Hypocrites

The country in lockdown
nice day for a ride
he’s exempt from it all
the staying inside
king of the castle
with nothing to hide.

Heed what he orders
stay home or you’ll fear
he’ll send you a postcard
“wish you were here”
no matter to him
he’ll shed no tear.

He needed a break
the scenery so nice
the sun shining bright
Oh those poor eyes
he calls the shots
we swallow his lies.

Working classes
stay in your place
he’s the leader
of the country’s race
right at the top
such a disgrace.

They all to his side
they have his back
integrity and truth
is what they all lack
but sod you all
we’re all right Jack.

Rome didn’t fall
not in a week
but it wasn’t run
by a goon and a geek
the party is crumbling
just as we speak.

The time is upon us
when Nero will play
pride and then fall
that’s what they say
will they survive
time’s fateful day?

D Marsden ©

COEY

Coey
You were taken from us
and our suffering carries on
we wait a while to reunite
a lifetime isn’t very long.

Your lasting peace brings us comfort
your suffering is no more
the unknown journey is revealed
a door opens for evermore.

We played in cobbled streets
the beginning of our time
it only seemed like yesterday
happiness filled your heart and mine.

We grew up fast we wanted much
teen years came knocking at the door
our machines were clean and fast
a new adventure all the more.

Then came the day to settle down
the years rolled on our families grew
they filled our hearts with love and joy
so proud we were of children new.

Before we blinked, we had grown old
but time is out of our control
there is no turn or going back
we only have an onward haul.

Until we meet again some day
goodbye my friend it’s time to part
I thank you for the times we had
I’ve kept them safe within my heart

D Marsden ©

A Beautiful Girl

A Beautiful Girl.

A beautiful girl died today
a conversationalist, rightly so
a modest girl, an intellectual
although she didn’t really know.

A joy to engage and converse
good times we had shooting the breeze
God blessed me with this Sister-in-Law
memories are made of times like these.

Her pain and suffering at an end
reunited with long past kin,
an endless time of peace and joy
helps us all find comfort within.

Death has no power over the soul
only the flesh grows weak and old
eternal life is what lies beyond
In the scriptures, stated so bold.

So many tears, a river cried
so many hearts stricken with pain
such a cruel fate for all to bare
Beautiful Girl, I know we’ll meet again.

D Marsden 2019©

lewis

LEWIS
The kingdom of heaven
we are told is within
your love was so great
for your friends and your kin.

A head full of pain
a heart full of joy
a lifetime of torment
too much for one boy.

No-one can help
a mind to set free
the pain and despair
only goodness we see.

But you gave out much love
you got lots in return
a place of joy you now dwell
the hearts left behind yearn.

One day you’ll re-unite
with family and friends
no suffering or pain
just joy without end.

The time is not yet
the world must turn more
but when the day comes
you’ll be there at the door.

Buddy

What a time
a time of grief
a life is taken
like a thief
fifteen years melt away
so quick in disbelief.

He could not stay
my loyal friend
we said goodbye
time now to mend
to heal and rest
pain at an end.

Endless walks, Clumber Park
a ten mile trip
to Hardwick Village
even with a damaged hip
didn’t bother him at all
he’d just run and skip.

Roamed through woods
in dim moonlight
or on the black
and darkest night
chasing rabbits
in full flight.

Chasing golf balls
just for fun
golfers scorned
and cursed him some
come on Buddy
time to run.

Roamed valleys and fields
tow paths, plains and woods
swam rivers, lakes, canals
and seas when he could
when waters were in recline
he’d wallow in the mud.

The country walks we’re his joy
The Lakes, Cornwall and more
Somerset, Yorkshire Moors and Dales
Norfolk Broads and Exmoor
put some mileage on those legs
before constant pain and sore.

His last few months
he couldn’t stand
about three barks
was his command
he knew we’d come
with helping hand.

The pain became too much
for Buddy to endure
his life ground to a halt
his joy became no more
but now he’s free to run
just as he did before.

A place on the lawn
his favourite spot
he’d lay in the sun
when the weather was hot
now we’ve named it
Buddy’s Plot.


D. Marsden ©