Instant Pandemonium

Instant Pandemonium

A Poem by Frank F. Atanacio
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Reality can be harsh sometimes

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There was no longer that need to look,

they would close the book,

quiet at first, no sound,

the child found

partially buried in a ditch,

the mother’s screams reached still a higher pitch,

reality crawling into the cold,

keeping the body from total decay,

sanity would fold,

as people were curious in a morbid way,

creating instant pandemonium,

grieving mother,

and the police with nothing much to say.

 

 

 

 

© 2010 Frank F. Atanacio


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Frank F. Atanacio
Frank F. Atanacio

Shelton, CT



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