It doesn’t matter who just someone
They’re different? Even better
Do they look at life and death with a joy
A world you cannot comprehend?
And really don’t want to
Whispers behind them, smile ahead
Swear your mind is open and you an open book
You fester, hatred like acid burning a hole
In your small shrivelled heart
Getting smaller like your mind
Looking, you call it working to drive out
Difference
Try and spread your fear so they are captives
The ones in cities, towns, villages terrified
Of the world you’re telling them exists
It’s not true but isn’t the bad stuff easy to believe?
Tell them it’s dark
Tell them it’s coming for them
Dressed up or one of their own kind
The evil is hidden plainly you whisper
Like a voice from afar dripping slowly
You will not win
Like the schoolyard bully but willing to go further
You can taunt, and are doing your worst
But it’s the unknown you try to give fear of
And it’s known, we know, we see through you
The parlour phantom whose time is limited
The battle is being lost in finding the one
Some one to blame
Ailsa
©AilsaCawleyPoetry2017
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