![]() Instant PandemoniumA Poem by Frank F. Atanacio![]() Reality can be harsh sometimes![]() 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.
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Added on November 3, 2010 Last Updated on November 3, 2010 Author![]() Frank F. AtanacioShelton, CTAboutI'm a fun-loving person who loves sports, baseball, and football, and enjoy writing I love writing my Nick PT Barnum Mystery Novels... New One Out Now When The Kingdom Comes God Will Understand.. Che.. more..Writing
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