By Andrew Scott
The Vultures Are Circling
Their thirst is burning not waiting on the bodies of the dead The vultures are circling flesh is for the yearning will not stop until they are fed Their thirst is burning Weakness is where they are engaging control is how they are bred The vultures are circling skin is not even bleeding their eyes see red Their thirst is burning they will not stop until feeding the soul feels the dread The vultures are circling no one can see the reaping when you believe your spirit is ahead Their thirst is burning The vultures are circling
November 23, 2021 ©Andrew Scott – Just a Maritime Boy 2021
Sorcerer of Death
He waves his magic wand. Believes it has all the power to control his supporter’s minds. They do not see the sinister. He has everyone believing that treachery is the only way. Destruction to paths of many. He waves his hands to take and destroy homes, leaving the innocent homeless, crying, looking for the missing that may not be breathing. Rubble of bodies. Parts lining cracked streets, blood draining into the ground. He thinks he has honour and grace. A person with all the power that cowardly hides, waving his wand as a Sorcerer of Death.
Andrew Scott is a native of Fredericton, NB. During his time as an active poet, Andrew Scott has taken the time to speak in front of classrooms, judge poetry competitions, and have over 200 hundred writings published worldwide in such publications as The Art of Being Human, Battered Shadows and The Broken Ones.
Andrew Scott has published multiple poetry books, Snake with A Flower, The Phoenix Has Risen, The Path, The Storm Is Coming, Whispers of the Calm, Searching and Letter To You andone book of photography, Through My Eyes. Redemption Avenue is his first novella
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