taught me maths and how to survive

My name is Dean Simon I’m 37 and live in Berkshire, I come from a mixed background and have always loved reading poetry and writing. Recently after finishing a script with a family member I decided to try writing poetry and after completing a few poems now would like to share to see others thoughts.

Alien Vessel

Darkness and creaking

Painful wails then sleeping

Water splash, heads bashed 

Ebb, flows then peaking

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Why wasn’t I quicker

Should’ve listened to sister

Onboard this giant coffin 

Faecal smells; fits and coughing

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Should’ve listened to father 

Become a sheep herder 

Now shackled like cattle

Alien smells Alien prattle

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Packed in like taro patch 

Many souls soon dispatch

Breath warm blood tasted 

Should’ve listened a life wasted

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Should’ve listened to the old slave man,

One we bought from caravan,

He said they’d come for us too,

Took his family across big blue,

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Aliens on the alien vessel

Don’t value life they value metal

No escape I must remember 

Play the game; feign surrender 

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Remember listening to the old man 

He knew science and read Koran 

taught me maths and how to survive

How to smelt metals and skin hide 

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When I’m  loose of these chains 

When I’m free from these aliens 

When I’m sure clear of death

I’ll build again remembering 

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Darkness and creaking

Painful wails then sleeping

Water splash, heads crash 

Ebb, flows then peaking.

Dean Simon

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