Andrew Scott

Andrew Scott is a native of Fredericton, NB. During his time as an active poet, Andrew Scott has taken the time to speak in front of classrooms, judge poetry competitions as well as had over 200 hundred writings published worldwide in such publications as The Art of Being Human, Battered Shadows and The Broken Ones.

Andrew Scott has published five poetry books, Snake With A Flower, The Phoenix Has Risen, The Path, The Storm Is Coming and Searching andone book of photography, Through My Eyes.  Whispers Of The Calm is his sixth poetry book.

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Downtown Eastside

 The streets of the Downtown Eastside
 were emptying of working ladies,
 one body at a time over decades.
 No one saw, no bodies found.
 Disappearing from Vancouver in plain sight. 
 They were mothers and daughters
 fighting, feeding addictions.
 Ladies who always checked in
 so their friends and family
 knew the ladies were safe.
 Flags started getting waved
 when the ladies of the Downtown Eastside
 stopped contacting others.
 Family and friends lined streets,
 contacted the proper authorities
 only to be ignored many times.
 Officers from the region
 largely ignored the reports.
 There were no bodies fond
 so there was no crime.
 That is what people were told. 
 Everyone knew the truth.
 The ladies were prostitutes
 that were in the midst
 of working for their fixes.
 To most of the authorities
 the missing did not matter. 
 No one knew where they were.
 Being picked up in a beaten truck,
 taken to an old farm for disposal
 in the suburb of Port Coquitlam. 

Slaughtered for decades.

 People around the farm knew
 of the night prey
 but never said anything
 as long as they were paid
 for whatever their needs were. 
 The truck rode the streets
 of the Downtown Eastside
 as an unknown death vehicle
 that was in plain sight. 
 Only once the streets were bare
 did the authorities start searching,
 looking for the missing,
 tripping over departments.
 Officers getting nowhere
 during the search for the predator
 until they tripped over the killer. 
 Ladies that deserved dignity
 slaughtered without respect,
 ignored because of their situation.
 Over twenty years, ladies judged unworthy
 cause of the street they walked
 on Vancouver's Downtown Eastside.  

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