Sunday, October 30, 2016

Halloween poem


The Devil’s Mask
by Anthony Labson


It comes back,

every Halloween,

it comes back.



That mask that one man

made famous on a historic night.

When he tainted a beloved holiday.



Now it’s seen every day through photographs

because of greedy producers

and adored by a legion of fanatics.



A night where melted chocolate

mixed with the blood of a girl

when the last thing she saw, was it.



A mask meant to amuse but met with

curiosity which turned into the theme of Halloween.

Eyes that could burn angels opened for the first time.



A smile that showed no joy

even as he moved closer to her,

taking all the joy from the world in each step.



A face meant to meet laughter

but in suspense only heard terrifying silence

when he raised that knife over his head.



One stab to the left shoulder, another stab in the back

and one more stab to the side of her belly.

The final one met her heart under her breast.



That moment became a fixed point in time

where proof of good and evil was presented.

No corruption, no influence, just evil.



Lucifer was released on Halloween

and his costume was a child destined, to wear his mask.  

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Breast Cancer

What’s Worth Kneeling For?
By
Anthony Labson

I’m full of pride.
I can’t run from a fight 
and I won’t shame my name.
I’ll stand ready to die.

I don’t flinch for a blade
and I don’t fear the sound of a bullet.
A knife is just a tool for use or trade
and a gun is nothing without a digit. 

I’ve fought enemies
and I’ve even fought a friend.
The fighting never reached its end
and I would think at times I had an injury.
I’ve never really had a reason to fight
but I never could back down.
Now more than ever all I can wear is a frown
because my love is fading from my sight. 
She is the best of me
but we didn’t catch her disease in time.
The other life in her heart is mine
So if she goes then I’ll cease to be. 
If finally bending my knees saves her
then I do it proudly with no dishonor.
My life without her would just be horror.
I never thought my greatest enemy would be cancer.