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Beef Frankland
I am a husband and father of two beautiful daughters. I have worked as a professional youth worker for the past twenty three years and now work for a charity in North London with disadvantaged young people, a local primary teaching music and

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: When angels cry: 3 of 59
When angels cry,a soul is lost.The message they broughtfell on deaf ears.A hardened heart,a stubborn mind,rejecting God,is when angels cry.And the tears that fall are genuine.And the tears that fall are sad.And the tears that fall are full of truth.For they know what's been refused.When angels cry,a soul is lostThe message th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Obsession: 5 of 64
The fascination taking over,passions now the drive.This thing is now demanding,more intensive time.The fixations become addictive,without it I'd be lost.Is mania taking over?Am I a maniac?It's all I think about now,throughout the day and night.With fervor it is pushing me,holding onto me tight.Infatuations taking over,with en... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Numb: 5 of 64
Have we made our children numb?Anesthetized,deadened.Have they lost their sensitivity,by watching such images again and again.That they no longer shock or chill them?Has violence lost its reality?Has life lost its worth?That it's fun to kill on a video game,and leaves no feeling when it's real.It is glorified in the movies,ga... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Suicide: 59 of 486
Did you give a thoughtabout those you left behind.Those who loved you,cared for you.Who now miss you like hell.The impact of your suicide,has been like a rock,thrown carelessly into a pond.The ripples go on and on,touching those even furthest away.I think we will never understandBut what do you care,because you are gone.The w... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Suicide: 20 of 146
No one knew the demons you faced on a daily basis, every waking hour they tormented you, whispered their hate and loathing in your ear with out ceasing. No one knew that these demons had names and faces, names difficult to pronounce and faces so frightening even the greatest horror writer could not imagine them. Day in day ou... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sunrise: 8 of 50
I've only seen the sunrise once.It was beautiful and calm.And as its rays stretched,and touched the earth.You could see it come to life.There was solitude and peace,then the silence began to be broken.And from the mountain where I sat,you could see as man got up,that the serenity was suddenly spoiled.The moment now was lost!I... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Prayer: 41 of 231
Prayer is more than saying you're sorry,before you turn out your light.Prayer is more than saying God bless Mum and Dad,keep them safe through the night.Prayer is more than asking for things,for things that you want.Prayer is more than empty words,so much more.Prayer is a beautiful thing,a gift from God.Prayer is personal com... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Protection: 8 of 40
Protection,but at a price.The cost,the way to stay safe.Silence,must be guaranteed.Break it,you will need to flee.Fear is how the system works.You fear us,then so do worse!By following the simple golden rules,you will live long,and happy lives.Some have tried,to stand against us.It has been to their detriment.We're here to he... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Facing death: 84 of 362
Apprehensive,but not scared.Stepping into the unknown,new discoveries to be found.It is the time for new beginnings,not the end.A fresh start, full of hope,and free from pain.To be reunited with loved ones,who've already passed this way.The reapers calling you,but you are not afraid.Your time is now,and you accept it.You have... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Careless: 1 of 4
So carelessbut I don't know where I left it?Put it downand I can't remember where.Priceless.Irreplaceable.Unforgettable.Part of me is missing now you are not here.The passion.So fierce, so strong, exciting.Has faded into nothing,the fuse just won't light.I'm holding,clinging to the fragments.Desperate to try and find the thin... More..