Day: February 14, 2025

A thousand faceless people
die everyday

You never knew them
they never knew you

A thousand more will
die tomorrow

Maybe one of them
will be you

Just another faceless
person

Few ever knew
and millions won’t
give a damn about

Bob Boyd

She found the rag doll
in a second hand store.
she bought it and took it home
because it harkened back to
the happiness of her childhood.

She kept it in a chair by her bed
and her bedroom got an eerie vibe.
At first she couldn’t feel it.
Then the nightmares began.

Hell and demons, tortures and hell fires
Night hags and incubi
plagued her once sweet dreams.

A week later, she died in her bed
from a spontaneous combustion,
her body burned to smoking ashes.

The rag doll was found sitting in
the chair with a sinister smile
on its amused cloth face.

Bob Boyd

She lived
a luxurious life
born into it
back in 1918
beautiful looks
high status
and wealth in
old Germany

until 1338
the night
hate rose
glass
shattered
in stores

her people
attacked
by jew hating
monsters
who eventually
hauled her off
and confiscated
her wealth and
her treasures

and sent her
on a train
to a godawful
death in a
hell camp
named
Auschwitz

Bob Boyd

In his youth he lived for music
radios on all the time
music blaring out of them
in his home in his car
songs the background of his life
like the music in a movie

when he became an old man
the music lost its importance
he rarely listened to it
except once in a while
the music like his life
began fading away
and the reason for that
puzzles him to this day

Bob Boyd

I’m sitting on this rotating world
oblivious to its constant spinning
wondering why I never thought
about the imperceptible rotation
and what made it a grand idea
in some great creator’s head
or did it one day just decided
spinning would be more fun
than just sitting still in space
and I wonder about all the
undiscovered cosmic mysteries
in the vastness of the universe.

Bob Boyd