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Rifle fire and mortar bangs
Of the Halloween War
Rattle across the dark night sky
Shell bursts of coloured fire
Flare briefly and die
Like Sarajevo without ruination of lives and buildings

I lock my door and go out
To find peace from relays
Of trick and treating witches and demons
House-to-house raiding for declining stores
Of tooth-rotting, decay-inducing sweets and chocolates

by Roger Hudson

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