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I do not know?
Fake in this city everyone takes. Money,Greed and sin indeed a ground were
Satan surely breeds, This generation is raised to understand that Hollywood is
the land of promise and plan the beautiful people that see life as so very simple
as though their way of life is America's new temple. The big homes and nice cars
a scar of success their all better than the rest i mean really are we to worship
So my name is not on some walk of fame or my life displayed on freeze frame,
hey that's the price of fame oh you feel violated when some one sticks a camera
in your face and you take them to court and swear you have a case.
America don't conform to some Hollywood taste its just a waste what we
sacrifice for them so they can be some big Hollywood gem and make millions of
dollars for them. Right now i'am going to go out on a limb, i say all Hollywood is...
is one big toilet to piss in never should any one inspire to go to Hollywood and
build some fairytale empire along side these chump entertainers for higher.
America we must set our standards higher put out this raging Hollywood fire the
need for a positive influence is dire.
Copyright © Cole Beck | Year Posted 2006
Same Thing Will Expect
For people to understand patience and endure
They will need much exposure to composure
Then like others may become all the merrier
Be quiet not blundering breaking sound barrier.
What if you were to die not now but other day
Being sure you had made up bed yesterday
So someone else can lay in clean bed last night
Now worrying about bed bugs that may bite.
Suppose your bed was never made up instead
And they did discover what you often did dread
You went to heaven forgetting to properly dress
Not only that left your whole room a big mess.
When you die be sure that devil you're hating
Room definitely clean and properly straighten
Or maybe I must be more specific and direct
God in His heaven the same thing will expect.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
After I had finally had found all of my futility,
I was humble and thanked God for His humility.
Another take on my Will Rogers style of poetry.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
If this dance be the last
For I see them throwing spears -
Not for its sport
This dance, a shrilling one.
When we come home for showers
Diapers of our babies, drenched,
Such aroma; a sweet-sour tale to tell
For being ready was the dance for...
Only the dead wishes not for this dance
But the living accustomed to its essence
Such a dance we struggle to get
Yet, a dance we fear to leave
Nor a dance to tango for!
Copyright © Babafemi Yinka Olubodun | Year Posted 2016