Deliverymen

War, Special Forces, Sniper, Army

Crime evolves. Weakness is exploited. Order must evolve with it.

The 1820s saw the formation of the Peelers in England to deal with the disruptions of the peace in industrial urbanisation. The 1920s and 30s witnessed the birth of the G-men in the wake of the Great Depression.

The 2020s saw the end of traditional venue based retail. Strip malls and then the big mega-malls closed their doors. Commerce moved online, and the likes of Amazon and FedEx became the outlet to goods of an increasingly isolated and sedentary population. The underclass and those seeking quick gain soon cashed in preying on the delivery mechanism. This gave rise in 2028 to a new breed of lawman – The Deliverymen.

The D-men were highly-trained ex-military and paramilitary operatives. They were equipped with state of the art surveillance systems and weaponry. They had one simple mission: that the goods flowed without impediment. By 2034, slow railway junctions were no longer littered with low value goods and the discarded packaging of looted goods, but with the rotting corpses and bleached bones of would be train robbers. The age of the D-men had come.

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Padre

Unnerving

Drinks, Alcohol, Cocktails, Alcoholic

It really is peculiar

A very unnerving thing

To hear a lie so often

That it takes on a truthful ring

Whether from the lips of rulers

Or the “homework” tales of babes

Half-truths and exaggerations

Or downright fibbing claims

It really is unnerving

To be considered so very thick

That when lied to directly

They think the lie will stick


Padre

New Year

Drape, Single, Mouthpiece, Protection

My wish for the new year

Is the happiness of those I hold near and dear

Times of late have brought spirits low

With lock downs and no place to go

Prices rose, and yet politicians scoffed

While maskless “heroes” hacked and coughed

So at this juncture of a new year

I pray we can leave behind our recent fears


Padre

Today’s prompt: Begin a poem with the line

My wish for the new year…

Year Past


Bradley Pelish at Unsplash

Danno stood on the boundary and tried to make out what lay ahead. All he could make out was more haze and confusion. He had been in a similar place before; a year ago in fact. He looked behind him, and then forward again. Surely, 2022 couldn’t be any worse than 2021. Then again, he thought that the year before as well. He looked back again and took it all in. “Into the mist,” he said aloud and stepped into ’22.


Padre

Forgetful

Adult, Casual, Caucasian, Glasses

Forgetful of the ways; and

Mistakes made in bygone days

Treating every situation as if new

Ignoring similar situations your grandparents knew

Thinking that you know what is best

Even if it fails to meet the test

To think that you’re always right

Ignoring other options that are in plain sight

It is the epitome of selfish pride

When the facts your views have clearly denied


Padre

Community Watch

Tiredness, tears

Tears and tiredness

Fatigue beyond my years

Tears and tiredness

Tiredness, tears

Calls for relief to unhearing ears

Tiredness, tears

Tears and tiredness

Standing watch to protect my peers

Tears and tiredness

Tiredness, tears

Hope for help as morning nears

Tears, Tiredness

Tiredness and tears


Padre

dVerse – Chant Poetry

Written in honour of the community members that have posted themselves to protect their neighbourhoods in the present unrest in South Africa.