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The story is about a boy and his dad,
The father struck the boy every time he was bad.

It started when he was five, he was your average child,
His father screamed at him, to take away his smile.

The did not have friends, no sisters and no brothers,
His father first hit him, when he lost his mother.

You would know how he felt, if you saw his welts,
His father meant business, when he took off his belt.

The boy always dreamed, he could escape someday,
But when he looked at his father, he only saw one way.

The father would get drunk, play with his gun,
Then load the pistol, and aim it at his son.

Then take away his toys, hit him in the face,
Leave the place and disappear without a trace.

The father needed sympathy, so the child was used,
He thought of his mother, every time he was abused.

Then daddy would hug him, which made him feel confused,
He thought if daddy really loves me, then why am I bruised.

Seven years passed by, the father started to feel shame,
The boy got in trouble, the father knew he was to blame.

He knew he was responsible for all the boys pain,
So he quit his violent ways, he tried to make a change.

The boy was now twelve, he had few friends,
He was getting into things, his father could not comprehend.

The boy used drugs and alcohol to mend his broken heart,
He was only happy when he and his father were apart.

The father prayed, he could take his boys pain away,
He knew that eventually , the child was going to stray.

He tried everything in his power , to get the boy some help,
He could not help but feel , that he did it to himself..

The boy cared about nothing, he was always depressed,
His past was the reason, he was so stressed.

The father gave up, felt he had tried his best,
Then one night as he slept, the boy shot him in the chest.

So remember the next time, you go to raise a fist,
Things can come back to haunt you, karma does exist.

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It’s my life not expecting you to understand it
A man who when he was a boy his mother abandoned
Alienated like I arrived from another planet
While you were with your family joking, laughing and eating a peanut butter sandwich
I was moved from foster families and children’s homes
Surrounded by people but feeling alone
 Everything I go through is some kind of building zone
Treated differently because I’m not wanted or loved by my dad, sister mum or brother
Feel like everyone trying to get to know me is working undercover
So the first thing I do is run for cover
Opposites attract I’m cold inside does that make me summer’s lover?
Being uncomfortable makes me comfortable
I feel safe being vulnerable
I’ll be the first to say I’m dysfunctional
Am I supposed to lie and say everything all great and wonderful?
Should I already understand and know it all?
You belittle me but I’m still growing tall
You wanted me to catch but you didn’t even throw the ball
An insomniac and I know Money can buy a bed but not sleep
But how much would a meaningful hug cost me?
I could wish and pray to the sky
But that’s just not me
Anytime love got me
It seems that Luck lost me
So I Push away the people I want to stay by my side
The ones who are worth your tears won’t make you cry
I could do 99 good deeds for you
But you would count the mistakes I make in life
So I don’t even try no more
I don’t cry no more
Love no one trust no one, **** them all
If you want to walk out my life. Here let me hold the door

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My Parents

Every child has a parent and a story to be told, but not every child 
Has two parents, two parents of gold.

So unselfish, so giving, so much love never ending.
Always there for us, always in support of us,
Without any questions asked of us.

Down the road still living their lives for us.
They would never think of giving up on us.

We truly were blessed the day God gave them to us.
For his hand to mold, a parent worth gold,
Is a child's story that's rarely told.

For God has made them human that's a fact.
They fault, they sadden, they even sin in anger,
But, what my siblings and I have learned from our Mother and Father
Is no matter what, support one another.
For if one is falling, just be there to catch, without any questions asked.

Life is not perfect and we may not be our parent that our children see,
But, we'll make sure that they see gold supports their destiny.

Prevail, yes we will, because forever we behold not one, but two,
"Parents of Gold".       

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That Magical Guitar

One Night in a deep sleep
I heard it singing to me 
I woke and stood in amazement
Rubbed my eyes in disbelief
It turned to face me 
my heart began to race
but I was not afraid
I could feel it
a magical breeze of gentle music
somehow, someway I knew it was part of me
the rhythm, A sweet melody
it freed the little boy inside

Six strings playing that perfect hymn
that magical melody
it can never die

that magical guitar
playing with the glow of harmony
playing love and laughter for ever girl and boy

that magical guitar
its a special medicine for the world 
that magical melody
just listen closely
you can hear the rhyming chimes

that magical guitar
hold it in your hands
that magical melody
close your eyes let it sing to you

that magical guitar
with every strum
another child smiles

that magical guitar
with every note another childs walks
that magical guitar
with every chord played 
another child sings, dances, laughs and loves eternally

That magical guitar
and that magical melody

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You Touched My Heart

Oh how sweet and beautiful are the words
that you say to me, they stick to my soul
like honey to a bee.  They move me,
they soothe me, they let me live, for
it is you that I need and my heart
I will give.

You touched me like I never have
felt before, you start my heart breathing
so fast until I can hardly let go.
I feel your words like sand on a beach
they are still in my head and will never
decease.  Your words are so brand
new and alive, for they are the only
thing that is helping me to survive.

You touched my heart like no other I have
known, the way in which you love me
I wil never do you no harm.  Your words
is like an ocean running free, all I want
them to do is pour all over me.

You touched my heart like a child playing
with a toy, he love it so much because
it brings him so much joy. That is how 
you touch my heart, giving and bringing
me so much joy, it makes me feel like
a child with his new toy.

You touched my heart every day of my
life, that is why I do not care about all
the sacrifice. I wil do everything to make
you happy just as long as I know I am
the apple of your eye and that you will
do or say nothing to make me

You touched my heart from this day
forward, there can never be another
you because you are what I need and
it is me for you and you for me that
is the only way it is going to be.
you touched my heart.

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There's a Cookie Monster 
Somewhere in my house
Cookies are disappearing
Too quick to be a mouse
Yesterday the jar was full
Is there something wrong
Tonight the jar's half empty
Where have cookies gone
I search from room to room
With a flashlight in my hand
I'm down to one last room
Where sleeps my little man
So I quietly open his door
Like a spy I sneak inside
In bed sleeps Cookie Monster
He's not even trying to hide
Crumbs still on his cheeks
And icing still on his lips
A huge smile across his face
He's dreaming chocolate chips

*Missed the contest but still did a monster poem

Date: 10-14-14

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Summer Time

Summer Time
and in the spring
the children sprout
growing up until they old
reminiscing on the past
(Summer Time)...
 So innocent and young
growing old and wise
telling true stories
to the children eyes
some young become old fools
just make sure its not you
Summer Time
and in the spring
the children sprout
growing up until they old
reminiscing on the past
(Summer Time)...

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God Bless The Child

God Bless The Child
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears

God bless the child that see’s no evil
The child that digs within his soul
To survive unpleasing
With pain never easing; just teasing

God bless the child that clashes with the Titans
The child fighting for existence
Steady fighting relentless
Fighting the struggle
For what he believe is nothing
But he’s a child of god
So he’s blessed to be a front man

God bless the child that know not nothing
The child that comes to realize
That help’s not coming
Wondering the streets without a clue
Of what to do
Ignorance is all surrounding
Grief is all around them
Without any signs of peace

God bless the child that you conceive
Give them life
Give the strength
Let them find happiness in a world
Running thin on peace
May God bless
All his wonderful children.

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My Jasmine

Written for my beautiful Grandaughter,  at the time she was born   Peter

My Jasmine

Oh Jasmine you were born to be an angel
And one day with your love you’ll change the world
My child, you are your grand dad’s special treasure
My Jasmine you’re my wide eyed baby girl.

My Jasmine, they’ll not find another flower
Who could fill my heart with joy, the way you do
My child, you are a rare and precious blossom
No words could ever spell my love for you

I thank the blessed power, that she did send us
This essence that be you my lovely child
The love for you that dwells within my heartstrings
Is like a tender rose that’s growing wild

Oh Jasmine, you have made this old heart happy
Which surely be the story of your life
For where thee be, then happiness will follow
Your tenderness will rid the world of strife

3 August 1999

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With This New Day

I have lived, 
And felt the cost, 
Paid my dues, 
But I have lost_ You. 

 Still I pray, 
As chaos looms, 
And as my blue turns into grey, 
I hear__ 
The angels sing- In tune. 

 Don't be giving in, 
Don't give up my son, 
Or fade away, 
Lift your chin with the sun__ And rise, 
With this new day!. 

 I have lived, 
And felt the cost of all my wonderin ways, 
I've paid my dues, 
I - Have lost you. 

 I can hear the angels sing, 
Your in a mistaken land__ Lessons learned in truth, 
As the grey seeks out the blue, 
She will__ Your daughter my son--- 
She will return--- To You.

For I have lived, 
Felt the cost of all my walkin days, 
I've paid my dues, 
I- Lost you....

I wont be giving in, 
Won't give up my girl, 
Or fade away, 
I'll lift my chin with the sun--- 
And RISE-- 
With this new day...

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Oh, I went to America
My grandma to see
A big yellow ball was chasing me
On a flying machine
With a wide window
A big yellow ball wouldn't let me go

In Chengdu, China
Where I come from
There's no big yellow ball to ruin your fun
You can play outside
And feel so free
There's no big yellow ball disturbing me

Oh, At Grandma's house
We finally arrive
The big yellow ball has come alive
Without my help 
All by its own
The big yellow ball has found her home

In Grandma's back yard
Down on my knees
The big yellow ball makes me sneeze
I'd like to play outside
But it's hard to see
Cause that big yellow ball is blinding me

Oh, I come inside
To get away
From the big yellow ball that's here all day
It's so clear outside
There's no place to hide
From the big yellow ball it must be a mile wide!

*Through the eyes of a five year old. Obviously, the big yellow ball is the sun. In Chengdu, China it's rarely seen through the smog.  Poem inspiration came from this exact quote of the child, "I can't play in your backyard because of that big yellow ball"


Sponsor: Heather Secrest
Contest Name: Tell me a story 

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I am the face of misery
My life, a dissonance of autumn and spring,
The years are written in the same
Lugubrious, nostalgic grey
How can it be the author to blame?
I cannot scream this all away…
Burn nor Bleed this all away…
To Death I am Ordained

Lacuna ever growing
With Velvet sheets of life flowing
Aeons apart of my "royalty"
Under the mask the cannot see...
Can you dispel this tragedy:
Antigone - Epiphany failing

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,

No words of hope
No words of hate
Do I have Lenore to send to me:
The sordid child of Thebes
Caught In the longest nightmare
life - the slowest way to die

I know this is my life 
But I'm not under control
under the mask the will see
Just Another Human

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,

Can you dispel my life; this tragedy?
Can you control the storm in my mind?
I'm asking you: can you rid me
Of The Curse of Antigone?

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Coming From Where I'm From

Coming from where I’m from
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears

Coming from where I’m from
Every day is a battle to survive 
War is in session 
Right before our eyes

Each day we battle lessons
Just to be in the running for blessings
Coming from where I’m from
We move rapidly on missions

The dead is alive with every walk of the lifeless 
Limited income withholds wealth
The living is near death
Spirits are stripped of guilt

Coming from where I’m from
Deprived wealth
Creates bad health 
In occurrence to this 
Good feelings are killed

The worst gets exposed 
As times get worse
Financial situations become a disaster
No man on earth can rehearse
The world is broken
Hunger brings harm
Coming from where I’m from
Dictatorship is not fond

The environment brings the need to shoot
These activities loosens the roots
We’re grounded by values as thin as a pin
We lose ourselves at falling rates like bowling pens

No free passes
Prisons filled in masses
Separated by classes
Coming from where I’m from.

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A Tragedy at Midnight

And the clock strikes twelve
Her blood turns to ice
The crows are screaming
The child is sleeping
The fire licks her feet
As she silently prays
And the angels cry
And the corpses dance
And the lost souls
Are found at lasts
When the child wakes
To a ruin of ash
And sees the body
Of her mother
And the body
Of her father
And the body 
Of her sister
Picked clean by ghouls
As she drifts to join them
And then she stares
At her own dead body
Just laying there.

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Framed by Love

You asked me to make sure your husband didn’t drink that December day as I pushed your chair through glass-encased gardens. A friend in need you had always been, I could deny you nothing, but Paul lost it and left town when you died. Living just long enough to see your first grandchild born, it was a three-year battle before cancer put you in that wheelchair. Look at how lovingly Paul holds your hand here, standing by Chris whose smile lit our lives. Chris and I gave the eulogy together as you asked, but you knew that since Chris is with you now. Only weeks after your death did we learn of Chris’s cancer. Tell him I miss our travels as I embrace this photo with my heart’s frame of eternal love.
*For Sidney Lee Ann’s “Picture Frame” contest Dedicated to Jeanett, who saw her grandson born on Christmas before dying in January 2003. Our friend Chris died Christmas Day 2005. The photo makes me think how different life was when we spent all our free time together.

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While leaving village for thirty years

Accompanying my son to New York

Found a bawling child in a street

Bare feet, dirty addressed,  threatening look 

We could not compromise on his

Soul was hanged on sharp hook

Took him and played arbitrary role

Result gave me piercing shock

Finally was charged with blame

Of opening his confidence- lock

Had to leave him seeping tears

I received my son thankful cry 

How wonderful life under shady oak

Returning village, found child place

His shrieking father had took

I wished him a kindful son 

He yelped rudely, don’t poke

Don’t favor them but the best way

Is setting them in oxen yoke

We exchanged our lovely glances

Our love made us happy look.
zaeem yousaf


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We Counted You as Family

The tears burn my skin as they stream down my face
Dripping slowly to the floor
Crashing and shattering on impact
Just as the many pieces of my broken heart have done
You betrayed all of us
It did not matter that we loved you as our own, as family
Like a thief with no thought of the consequences
You stole something so precious 
You took away the innocence of my child 
Crushing it as if it were nothing more than dirt beneath your feet
You show no remorse for what you have done
Only sadness for the verdict that will send you away
An animal is what you are 
Stalking your prey and gaining their trust
Using their faith against them
Luring your victim into your clutches 
Then taking away the life that is within them
Even the title of child rapist is too kind for you
My beliefs are stained by the blackness of your soul
My heart is hardened by your selfishness 
The evil inside of you has demolished something within me
Yet it has not consumed me
You have no respect for the unity that we tried to share with you
We were merely a stomping ground for your greed and lust
Nothing you do can replace what you have taken from us
No pain that you suffer can compare to the agony you have caused us
You cared nothing for the laws of men or God
My faith is lost to many because of men like you
I can’t help but wonder how anyone could be so cruel

Copyright © 2010 Lena “Lolita” Townsend

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The Things You Wish You Could Erase

Sitting on the edge of the bridge
Holding unto that bottle of beer
The same beer that he drank 
The night he killed those people
Flashback in his brain
Gripping unto the bottle
nearly breaking it
hes sitting behind the wheel
Picks up the beer bottle 
Takes another sip
He sees the car
But gently closes his eyes
The women slams on her breaks
Her son in the back seat
The cars crash
Her car rolls down the hill
His car slamming into 
The side of bridge gates
The gates holding him steady
He gently steps out of his car
Seeing the smoke 
A gray car laying in the river
Below the bridge hes standing on
He runs down there 
Running through the water
the top of the car barely noticable
He helps the young women out
Not knowing about the little boy
In the back seat
She yells
"my son... my son"
She points to the vehicle
She takes her last breathe
Lays there helplessly
The man drags the little boy out of the car
A scratch on his forhead
Not breathing at all
The man cries
Trying to wake the kid up
Knowing they are both up in heaven
He vanishes
Several years later
He sits on the bridge
Holding the bottle
Has a child of his own
A wife of his own
Waiting at home for him
His son an hour before 
Wanted to walk to the bridge
With him
But the man just said no
The young boy just stayed home
His father never came back
They found him 
Floating in the same river
The women and her son were in

~Dedicated to Tommy~

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Daddy Don't

Knocked up knocked down
Beat up and pushed around
Things ain’t gonna be, gonna be
The way they used to be

Because I got an equalizer
I’ll knock you in the head
I got a tranquilizer that’ll put you 
Straight to bed

So daddy don’t 
Daddy do
Daddy don’t you do the things
You use to do

Knocked up knocked down
Beat up and pushed around
Things ain’t gonna be, gonna be 
The way they used to be

You can kiss my ass 
And the trailer good bye
Mama said you was less that 
Trailer trash

So daddy don’t 
Daddy do
Daddy don’t you do the things
You use to do

Sheriff come round and says 
Your bound to die if you keep it up
So save yourself and don’t come around
What is done is done

But I swear if I see you again
It will be at the end of pointed gun

So daddy don’t 
Daddy do
Daddy don’t you do the things
You use to do

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Dancing in the rain, drops on my face;
Not in a rush, I love this place.
Need an umbrella? I say not today
The kid inside, just wants to play

Jump in the puddles, really big splash
Childhood wonder, all day bash
Laugh out loud, as it's pouring down
I'm young again, on a merry-go-round

Soaking wet clothes, I'm such a mess
I really don't care, I must confess
Skipped work this morning, to be right here
As soon as I heard, skies wouldn't be clear

We grow up too fast, and we lose our awe
For the miracles in nature, Heaven's spa
I let my son skip school, he's making "A's"
To celebrate youth, make memorable days

So I'll pass on the umbrella, see my boy smile
Won't worry about work, or focus on style
Yeah.. just for today, I'll be a kid again
My son will never forget, what a day it's been!

Sponsor: Leonora Galinta
Contest Name: Poem with a theme of "Umbrella"


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Promise of Love

Their dreams filled their heads
As they drove up the hill 
To the orphanage, they hoped and prayed
For a child that laid
Swaddled and warm
In a crib, to bring home on this day

But a little bit older,
The child seemed cold
Yet a smile was worn on his face
So the couple agreed
To love and to feed
This child they’ll take from this place

And though they have nothing
No money in the bank
No brand new house
But to the child they’ll give a home
As parents they swear
To give all love and to care
To treat this child as if was their own

The dark of the night
And the child he cried
A burning horrible wail
She’s a mother now 
And ran to his side
Her loving was not meant to fail

She took and she held
So tight, bosom swelled
As he hushed and fell back asleep
He’s her child now
So much love to allow
Her son, forever to keep

And though they have nothing
No money in the bank
No brand new house
But to the child they’ll give a home
As parents they swear
To give all love and to care
To treat this child as if was their own

He is a man now
With a wife of his own
Yet barren as his mom and his dad
To the car they had gone
A new road they’re now on
To the place he was as a lad

They plan to adopt
To share all they’ve got
Though nothing they have to their name
But it’s love that they’ll give
For a child to live
To grow happy and love just the same

And though they have nothing
No money in the bank
No brand new house
But to the child they’ll give a home
As parents they swear
To give all love and to care
To treat this child as if was their own

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The Revenant

Awake the child that ached for years
The frightened man, ashamed of fear
I hold too tightly to this place
The reverence that lead to waste

Silent virtue comes undone
The burning pain, and dying sun
I can’t recall what I did want
And all that’s left is dead and gone

Innocence was spent on pain
My mind was twisted; left insane
The heart that tried to rise above
Was left alone because it never could

Depth and silence masquerade
The embodiment of all I say
My shadow crawling closer now
As I begin to question how

The misery that took my breath
Refracts itself until my death
This mirror world that will not break
Reflects to me all of my mistakes

Awake the ice that I’ve become
This destiny has overrun
The fallen centuries that I’ve felt
And all the heartache I have dealt

The vision of a child is gone
The fearful man has come upon
The image of a dying world
What’s left behind – no longer held

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Angels Lullaby

Close your eyes and rest your little head,
Time has come for you to go to bed,
I will gently stroke your little cheek
Go to sleep; go to sleep.
Piglet and Pooh Bear under each arm,
For you know with them your safe from harm.
Restful sleep until the morning comes,
I will hum; I will hum.

Let’s ride your rocket over Saturn,
Come circle Jupiter and mars.
Venus; such a lovely planet,
See the Milky Way and all its stars.

See the lambs that you saw at the Zoo,
With your Piglet and your Pooh Bear too.
Ev’ry star you visit carve a notch,
I will watch; I will watch.
Time then for a quiet peaceful sleep,
Where the Angels your soul gently keeps,
Guarding there until the break of day.
I will pray; I will pray.

Brenda Meier-Hans 
Contest: Poem not in PS congest #14

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We are waiting, we're waiting here
Longing to cross the sea
We are waiting, we're anticipating
To be near you, your face to see

We are flying, we're flying there
Like a bird across the sky
We are flying, it's so exciting
Thoughts of you, take us high

Can you hear, can you hear us 
We're coming down the hall
Can you hear, we're very near
We speak your name in southern drawl

You come running, you are running
Around the corner our eyes meet
You come running, for us your gunning
With pitter patter of precious feet

No longer waiting, no one is waiting
You are near, your face we see
Soon let's go flying, it'll be exciting
Let's go home, and be a family!

Sponsor: Anne Currin
Contest Name: Any Poem/Any Subject
Date: 4-28-14

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He sat up late one night and wrote,
His heartfelt Christmas dream.
Dear Santa, I wont ask for much.
His eyes began to gleam.
I've got a baseball and a glove,
A rocket and launching pad.
I've got so many things to share,
But, I haven't got my dad.
He left us not to long ago.
He didn't even pack.
He went to heaven, Mommy said.
But, now I want him back.

I miss my Daddy.
I miss the way he holds my hand.
I miss my Daddy.
And I don't really understand.
I miss my Daddy.
I know he must be missing me.
If you can find him, Santa.
Please, put him underneath the Christmas tree.

He always hugs me when he leaves.
He always says goodbye.
I hope he wasn't mad at me.
It makes me want to cry.
It's not the same without him here.
Why did he go away?
My Mommy's eyes are always red.
She won't come out and play.
Dear Santa, I just want one thing.
The love that I once had.
I'll give you everything I own,
If you'll bring me my Dad.

I miss my Daddy.
I miss the way he holds my hand.
I miss my Daddy.
And I don't really understand.
I miss my Daddy.
I know he must be missing me.
If you can find him, Santa.
Please, put him underneath the Christmas tree.

I hope it's not to much to ask.
I hope I've made it clear.
My Mommy misses Daddy, too,
And wishes he were here.
If you can't bring him back to me,
I hope I'll understand.
You've always done your best, I know,
To make my Christmas grand.

I miss my Daddy.
I miss him every single day.
I miss my Daddy.
OH Santa. Why'd he go away?
I miss my Daddy.
I know he must be missing me.
Please! Find my Daddy, Santa.
And put him underneath the Christmas tree.


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Love Was Never There

BEFORE READING: Please note that this lyric has some mature content that some readers might find disturbing. Also read the side-note at the end of the poem before commenting...

My youngest memories was when I was eight.
Daddy would tuck me in on nights so late.
Gave me a surprise after every story.
Left the room and whispered he was sorry.

He said it was our little secret,
no need to tell a soul.
He said at night his love was lit
and he was in control.

Said I was beautiful
as my tears slowly streamed...

So much love to give it isn't fair
to keep it all to yourself.
I guess it was just the demons in you,
but love was never there

I barely stood four feet off the ground
as you said darling don't make a sound.
I was too young to understand,
what made daddy feel like a man.

Hearing footsteps in the hallway,
I pretended I was asleep.
Hid my face, and then hear you say,
"This will all just be a dream."

Said I was beautiful
as my tears slowly streamed...

So much love to give it isn't fair
to keep it all to yourself.
I guess it was just the demons in you,
but love was never there.

Wish I could believe you when you said you cared.
My heart was on my sleeve
and I kept it in all these years.
But love was never there.

Heart turned black as coal,
when the demons took your soul.
This is your choice to choose.
It was your own flesh you abused.

Made me believe this was special,
but a quick pleasure was your goal.
Took advantage of me,
now I'm older and finally see.

Images haunt me to this day.
Therapy don't make it wash away.
Wish I could believe you when you said you cared.
But love was never there.

NOTE: I just wanna have you know that is fictional. This has nothing to do with me or anyone I know. I happen to watch a great deal of Law & Order SVU and the stories they tell just get to me. I try to put myself in the shoes of the small child suffering from abuse... I'm sorry if I made anyone uncomfortable by posting this (unfortunately this isn't something out of The Twilight Zone... it's something that really happens).

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Regaining power

Regaining Power.

He walks a lonely road, with his head there in the clouds
And he doesn’t even notice passing strangers
He’s been here ‘bout a thousand years forever all alone
And he’s always looking out for passing danger.

Invisible sometimes he feels, so he tries to seek the glory
As the child calls out in panic “I am here
They have taken all my power so my blossom will not flower
And all around I’ve built a wall of fear

But it’s his pain it is his game
As he prowls around his cage
He lives in vain, is he insane?
And fear ignites his rage.

The truth be plain, the lions mane is what he must acquire
The little boy he must regain his power
And tell the world “I’m here, I’m here” and feed the burning fire
It would take this much to open up his flower.

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Play with doves

After long day`s play
with doves ,they fly in the light
Let`s rest in the love

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A Silent Prayer

Was written on 9/11/07, dedicated to all the families of victims.

Many have died on that fateful day September 11, 2001
The pain in our hearts for those we’ve lost
The loss of so many precious lives it has cost
Everyone my heart goes out to you
Many tears will be shed
In each town, and city around the USA
For each  brother, sister, husband, wife, son, daughter, 
mom and dad, grandchild and friend
All of this is so very sad
So may America bow their heads right now and say
A silent prayer for everyone today.

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Look at my silly grin
What a wonderful day it's been
It's almost like being in Heaven
We got our referral today
What more can I really say
It's almost like being in Heaven
Sure there's a ways to go
But now our child we know
So in this moment of time
I feel quite sublime
Pinch me quick
Cause it's almost.. 
Yes, it's almost..
Almost like being in Heaven!

Lyric Poem 

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You Better Brush Your Teeth

Hey Yo plaq is whack
Tell it to get back fast
Infact kick it out
With the arm and hammer
Then finish with floss
For the glits and glamour
Now you are the boss
Of your own teeth and gums
But Ill share my loss
So you'll never lose one

One day my tooth ached so bad I could weep
I recieved my first and last cavity
Oh how my mom and dad were mad at me
Because I didn't do what they asked of me
Now my sis and the whole class laughs at me
Cause all can I eat is easy mac n cheese
and no more sweets like sour patch kids for me
So Listen to your parents, jack and steve
Because you do not want to act like me
And end up with a toothless tragedy

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Like snow, there are other words for love,
That swirl and fall upon us.
One of them is daughter.
Another is father,
For when his beard is salt and pepper
And his voice the sound of cracking frost.

So what can I say that is newly fallen?
Not that I feel, but that I am, with you?
You are my teacher.
You show me where my care lies huddled,
Hiding from the cold.

Without doubt or trepidation,
I am never more certain of this Being we are Becoming,
Than when I remind you to tie your shoe,
Or wipe the chocolate from your face.
(Watch, keys and phone.)

My rag polishes your mirror and
Reflected in your shining face,
Are all the moments that are yet to come:
Birth, death and the swirl of illusion inbetween.

With all the certainty I will ever need that this world,
This world is a good world.
This life is a good life
Simply and precisely, because you are in it.

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A Gray Christmas

The little boy sits by the christmas tree 
Full of light and color
Trying to figure out what all the colors are
He puts his little hands on the ornaments
Trying to see what they are
Feeling them
He steps back and falls over a present
He feels around the box trying to open it
Only seeing alittle 

Mean while on the phone..

his mom is talking to the doctor

"do you think he will be able to see by christmas?" she says
The doctor replies "theres no guarentees, he is 67 % blind, when we did the test with him, he described the color blue as a dark black, and a yellow as a light gray, your son only sees in black and white and im not sure if we can fix that. but we will do our best"

A breathe escapes from her lips as she turns and looks at her son
The doctor explains "his surgery is set for Dec. 7th. be here around 8 am and we will see what we can do, im trully sorry"
He hangs up.

Back in the living room

The boy stands up and walks over to his mom
"mom, have you seen the christmas lights?" he says

She replies "yes sweety i have."

He hugs her leg and says "are they black and white?"

She answers "no sweety" she points to a light bulb on the tree

"this one is blue" she smiles

He grabs the light bulb and repeats "this one is blue" and giggles

She lays him down in his bed as he quickly falls asleep

She sits down on the chair and thinks
"to me. because my son cannot see the beautiful lights and feel the joys of christmas, everything is gray for me. nothing will fill my empty heart"

There are no smiles, when everything is gray, when you cant see the colors of a bright day

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Drifting Mainly

You belong to me mate 	 ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!

The ship was aghast at its new passenger	( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce 
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.

The bloke who took me screamed	( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!” 
But I said sir, 
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.

And he said		( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air 
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.

After mopping the deck 
He grabbed my hand and screamed
 “Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.

So the crew yelled	( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Surprising to me 
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on 
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place 
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.

He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”

I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said 
 “Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy 
But don’t let it strike you 
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”

Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.

We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.

And we yelled    ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

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I lie awake in my bed
Staring at the spring stars above my head
I can't take me to sleep
I've been feeling so nostalgic
I've been missing all your magic
and what they do to me

I let the autumn rain drench my body
It's no use admiring the raindrops on my feet
I've been missing your smile that is oh-so sweet

How many seasons must I have to wait
When will you come back to me, oh, I feel so sick
I feel like a small child waiting, dreaming, wishing
When will I see you again

Winter wind has me curling under your favorite quilt
You got me melting even with your scent
I've been listening to our kind of love song
This is the one we both used to sing along

Summer lights up the sky
It doesn't soothe me and i wonder why
I don't need a therapy
Just bring it back, the you and me

How many seasons must I have to wait
When will you come back to me, oh, I feel so sick
I feel like a small child waiting, dreaming, wishing
When will I see you again

How many seasons must I have to wait
Must I believe that what we have is fate
How many more monsoons have yet to pass
How many miles more before this would last

Come home to me, Come home to me
Don't think about it and just come home
Come home to me

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The Paper Samurai

I wrote this to an illustration I created of this character. Origami the Paper 
Samurai, was intended to mimic 'Flat Stanley' and show solidarity among children 
and parents against bullying. Perhaps if everyone showed support against this 
bad behavior, by token of wearing this small Samurai, Would-be bullies might 
reconsider their numbers.  

I am everywhere you go
And there is one thing you should know
When you need me, I will be there
That's no lie
I'll fight for you and me
And all that we can be
I am more, than just a Paper Samurai

Origami, Origami
I am all for you and you are all my army

When trouble comes to us
And Bullies cause a fuss
They will see the Samurai within our eye
They may push us, they may shove us
But they will never rise above us
May the last words that they hear, is our "BONSAI"

When, we are doing good
Helping others, like we should
There's no reason in the world, we should cry
The paper we will fold, and the story, will be told
I'm Origami, Your Paper Samurai 

Origami, Origami
I am all for you and you are all my army
                                        by Jerry T Curtis
                                        August 6, 2014

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Laws of the Dead

The law of emptiness takes form
Choosing a sight beset by storms
A town abandoned by its youth
Decaying resentment for any truth

I walk recounting every deed
Tracing my steps beyond the trees
A child hiding underground
Trying to talk, but lacking sound

His presence pulling at my chords
Anger within as I relate the law
The silent child turns to walk
As lights flicker out, beneath the rock

Waking to water at my knees
Sadness to see my town besieged
All life is taken by this storm
The law of the lonely has taken form

Stricken by pain beyond my time
Holding the laws to calm my mind
Recounting how this could have been
The closer I look, the more I scream

The law of blame now taking form
Finding the cause of this deadly storm
The quiet child takes my hand
A breath of water for this dying man

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Claudia Elezibeth Benzio

We never met little Claudia face to face,
But she gave hope to our lives for a  time.
A monthly letter or picture she might trace,
Was enough to make our lives quite sublime.

The Orphanage tutored her in English preparing,
For the day we both felt sure would come.
That this little life would our lives soon be sharing,
Only to learn that things would soon turn glum.

For soon, her correspondence suddenly stopped,
A living mother had returned with priors claim.
Thus slaying the plans we had to soon adopt,
I've prayed the loss I felt was Claudia's gain.

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V: You say that you know
But I don’t
Its nothing

Slow to the know
Fast to give up
Not something

C: You bask in that
Pitiful delusion
Hold my hand to the sky
Will it wake?

V: The children want
But they don’t
They crave

Fast to the end
Quick to step off
To the early grave

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Empty Tables

there are empty tables
many empty tables
in this country
and in this 

I sit
and I look at one of them
and wonder
if anyone else feels the way 
I do

when their child tells them
they are hungry
and you have 
no food to give 

and then your child cries
and then you cry
and then they cry 
some more
and then you cry

until finally
you both
just go to bed 
living with a hunger
that does not ever sleep

© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
(December 8th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

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My Blue Bearry Song

                                                                I had a dolly
                                                         His name was Bearry
                                                              He was so lazy 
                                                             He ate so many
                                                        His cheek was chubby
                                                             I called him fatty
                                                        I loved my cute Bearry

                                                           Still with the Bearry
                                                              He cool already
                                                           In blue he's steady
                                                             He was so fancy
                                                            He wore on classy
                                                            He likes to boogie
                                                           He is my cool Bearry

Author's Note:
This is a song of "There Was a Pig"
Inspired by my student who always brings her blue teddy bear wherever she goes, and always tells stories as if it was alive. At that time she hummed the piggy song and I've got inspired to change the lyric become "My Blue Bearry Song" it's because the teddy bear named Bearry and its blue in colour.

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To Xandra Love, Momma

Hush little baby don't you cry
Momma's gonna sing you a lullaby
If your sad darlin' don't you fret
Mamma's gonna always catch you in her net

It doesn't matter how old you are
I promise that I'll never be gone too far
The choices you have made
Don't see them as a big mistake 

A lot that has happened can be blame on me
I wasn't there as much as I could be
Fighting many demons of my own
While at time's feelin' so alone

Your now a momma, 2 angels of your own
Babies are a blessin' as we all know
Now all grown you can understand
We do the best that we possibly can

The "know how" manual wasn't given to me
It's like takin' a dive in the ice cold sea
The best reward you get at the end
Is havin' your daughter as a grown up friend

I've seen you grow right before my eyes
It wasn't always easy that I can't deny
But life isn't easy as we both know
Just gives us more room for growth

On those days where nothin' goes as planned 
Together we can do this I'll always extend my hand
Prayin' with tears though your long teen years
God was I afraid to loose the one I love so dear!

Hush little baby Dont you cry
Momma's gonna sing you a lullaby
If your sad darlin' Dont you fret
Mamma's gonna always catch you in her net

It doesn't matter how old you are
Promise mommas never gonna be too far!

By~ your Momma, I love you X!

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You Stole My Heart

You Stole My Heart

Thought I knew what true and unconditional love
Meant until I had you to have for many years
You made me smile, laugh, roll my eyes and
Sometimes cry, but I would not trade those
Times and memories for anything in the

Some say you and I were a lot alike, some
Ways I agree especially with the affairs
Of the heart for we always wore it on
Our sleeve, to me there is nothing
Wrong with that

Daily I miss every little thing about you
Too many to describe, so thankful to
GOD that he brought you into my life
Even though our time together was not
Long enough

Today I know you are in a much better
Place, free from this horrific world
For I know you are with two of the
Most amazing persons that anyone
Could ever know, your grandparents

Celebrate your life and all the love
And joy you brought to anyone
Lucky enough to know you
Precious boy, for today is your birthday

Sending you all my love my nephew
Who always had my heart, you stole
That twenty-eight years ago today

Happy Birthday Steve

All my love Aunt Nette

©: Kismetyen: AG 10/29/2014

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Never Me

Running fastly down the hall
Turning the corner into the kitchen
His mom standing 
Cutting the carrots
He stands well mannered
Dressed in black dress pants
A white dress shirt
Colored socks
His mom waves her finger at him
"No, Kurt, you dont wear colored socks with dress pants"
She walks over to him
Taking off his socks
A frown falls upon his face
"there just socks mom" He replies sarcasticly
He walks back to his room
Changing into white bland socks
~Years go by- Kurt is 15~

"Kurt!?" his mom yells from the top of the stairs

"yes?" He comes running down in a metallica shirt
Ripped jeans and converse shoes that have holes in them

"what are you wearing? we have to go to church, wear something nicer, why do you have to wear that stupid shirt, why cant you just be normal?" She walks away yelling at him

walking down the stairs in his outfit, Walks outside and walks down the street
"kurt?! get back here" she yells
He keeps walking
Walks further until he hits the end of the block
His mom cursing at him from afar
He sits on the corner of the street
and yells " im not going to church, im buddhist"
she stands in shock that her son has said that
She walks to the car and leaves him there
He goes back inside the house and writes her a letter

"Mom, I am 15 almost 16, Let me dress how i want, i dont want to be like everyone else, im my own person, you might not see it, but i do, and i do not wantto be bland anymore, im ready for something more exciting, wearing what i want, and not going to church, im buddhist, things have changed, you cant boss me around anymore, im getting tired of it sooner or later your going to loose me, your to busy yelling at me and how i dress to even sit and spend time with me, so im gone, i have better things to do then to just sit here and act all happy when im not. so goodbye mom have fun being boring"

Things might not actually be that bad
If she would have just let me be myself
I was never me when i was there
I was one of them
And thats something i never wanted

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My sweetest little angel

Written with love, for my little Grandson, Noah

My sweetest little angel.

My sweetest little angel
I’m glad you came along
You fill my heart to glowing
So I must write this song
About the love I have for you
It’s nestled in my heart
You look at me with big brown eyes
A symphony does start
Because my child, I love you tenderly.

My sweetest little angel
You’re not yet two years old
You seem so very clever
So adventurous, so bold
You always like to move about
You’re a restless kind of soul
I look at you there playing
You make me feel so whole
Because I really love you tenderly.

I bet you’ll be a something
To make us all so proud
You’ll stand above the common man
You’ll outshine all the crowd
One day the world is going to hear about you.

My sweetest little angel
You look into my eyes
With that knowing look wrote on your face
That makes you look so wise.
You get my heart to beating
A song of love and joy
My sweetest little angel
My precious little boy
Someday the world will love you like I do.

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Homeless food

                                              In a cipher of poverty
                                        These rich words postpone hunger
                                   Feed a famine
                               While a sole dies
                           I examine its corpse lying there
                     While I am elevated with the glue that killed it
                History made my days ugly
            Touched my pen to wrestle anger
     This bread I inhale repairs my lungs as I get glued on with a smile that makes me meet my maker in person
  Legalize the glue so I can sniff the truth
    Legalize the glue so I can sniff the truth

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Two hearts beat, now beating faster; beating until they're one 
Two souls breathe, now breathing deeper; breathing until they're done 
Two lovers see forever, and forever is where they run 
One child comes home tomorrow for life has just begun 

Even when the rainbow's glowing, the skies can seem so gray 
Even when the wind's not blowing, the tides can turn your way 
And when the water's raging, beneath skies that seem so blue 
It's just your body aging, and it has nothing to do with you 

So now when our God comes calling, I'll hold your hand and stroke your hair 
Yes, as snowflakes start falling, I will look for you everywhere 
And Mother, as you start flying, remember as you rise above 
Marlene, you are not dying, but finding everlasting love 

One child goes home tomorrow to embrace the Father and the Son 
One child who knows no sorrow, for life has just begun

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The World I Know Living In Black And White

the world i know isnt like the world you have been raised in all your life
 This world is darker. more in depth with the outer dimensions
 this world only has one person
 Everything else isnt living.. they are ghost
 this world is like a disturbed painting
 When everything in your perfect little world
 is forced upside down
 Things get bent or twisted
 In your world people are seen for whats on the outside
 In my world its bent the other way around
 You see their inner ugliness
 Becoming their outer beauty
 When you see someone giving money to a poor child for food in your world
 I see a man trying to kidnap a child, beat him, and force sex with him
 My world is a lot more serious then yours
 Your world Is a lot more pathetic then mine

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As expressions go, some obsolete
Taken for granted, often weak
A closer look, beneath the hood
Lies hidden truth not understood

Children, our future, it’s often heard
A common notion, but how absurd
For children grow, become full grown
Where are these fruits of seeds they’ve grown?

Mistakes were made along the way
Mistakes of old and yesterday
Followed footsteps, no changes made
Trusting that they make the grade

Aged thoughts I beckon thee
Like waves returning to the sea
Give way to change, release your hold
Let reason shine and truth be told

The future’s now, no time to yield
To future minds whose fate is sealed
Like brittle branches on winter trees
The outcome certain you might agree

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Son Of A Gun

I was born half human half demon
Killer of love
I was born with a gun in my hand
The Son of a gun
Satan Worshiper
A Natural Born Killer

I walk down the hallway
Hiding my gun in my trench coat
Wearing my hat backwards
My combat boots
And my army pants
Sunglasses hiding my face

I wait for you in the Library
As i approach you
You run and hide
Under a table
Me taking my gun out of my trench coat
Holding it towards your face
You cry
Your freaking out

Your last tear hits the floor
I pull the trigger
You were the guy
That made fun of me
Calling me a freak
Tripping me in the hallway

Remember throwing bloody tampons
In my face?
Calling me gay?
Telling everyone about my personal pains?
Ive got you now
You cant hurt me anymore
But i can still hurt you

Dedicated to ~4-20-99~ "Columbine Massacre"
Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold

"We can stop bullying, if we honestly tried"

"You could have prevented this school shooting, if you would have just listened to the kids who did it"

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sacrifice a priceless question

A little story from a little friend about a little thing
That makes the little world a different from the taught mighty ocean
Always smile beside me each morning i sat to reason
Mostly he always bring the little insignificant story
To my reasoning ear as i plan to break too quick
In this little world i know
My father told me one day a story
When i hate my little sister so much
That i had to sell her gold,
Her priceless life for some foolish pleasure of hate
There my sister termed me hell
But in her rage my father rather speaks a story to us through her
A bird hatched a golden child
The future saviour for the world of the sky
each moment of her life
She had lived and gathered all the flying feather
To guard their golden future of the air world
Although her faith made her believe that through this golden child
A golden sky world will be built
The child destiny is even made to be seen in all the sky world
Unknown to her, the child must die
That has become the golden price, a golden save
The golden actualization of a glorious destiny
One golden morning, the golden cock goldenly announced
The golden death of the golden child
All fair feathers never understood the sound
But the heir mother knew the message
The world is doomed, she shouted
Our world is doomed
We have to fight for the glory and honour of our world
Our future is no hope and our end is now
We need to save our golden future
But to all the sky host feathers
No enemy or attack was seen around the corner
There the glory of the golden child lifted him up to be executed
The golden price, a golden heir, for a golden future
There the voice of the mother speaks in terrible oar
Yes, this is what i said, here the golden child
But inside my belly
There are so much gold that can change the world you see
Taking the golden child
And taking the golden world
Which stands better than the eagle?
Please, take all the gold in me
And spare the life of the golden child
Let him live for our world to live
There my father hissed a deep smile in anger
With a confused expression written all over his face he concluded
Gold is not life
But life is gold
Never sell gold because you will not know
When you are selling life.

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If only u saw what I could see
Then you could understand how ugly I really am
You would get why im not so beautiful

Once upon a time
I was alive
Breathing and feeling

Emit a nopu echo
Evila saw I
Gnileef dna. gnihtaerb

I saw the beast
Love didn't exist anymore
I believe that a girl can be a god
And a man can be the devil

Tsaeb eht. was I
eromyna tsixe tndid evol.
Dog a en nac lrig a taht. Eveileb.
Lived. Eht. Eb nac Nam a dna.

Words can be so expensive
They sometimes cost you your own life
Thoughts can make a fortune
If you just knew how to express them

Evisnepxe os eb nac sdrow 
Efil nwo ruoy uoy tsoc semitemos. Yeht
Enutrof. A ekam nac sthgouht
Meth sserpxe ot woh wenk tsuj uoy fi

There are clues in here do you think you can figure them out? 
There in the backwards sentances. Have fun and comment

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Read my mind and you'll know where I am going.
I'm going to the end of all things for you.
I will find all the love your heart is needing
And I will bring it here for you.
Yes I will bring it here for you.

Read my mind and you'll know what I've been thinking.
I'm thinking there's more love than you ever knew.
I will find all the love for which you're searching
And I will bring it here for you.
Yes I will bring it here for you.

Don't tell me you're older because of your tears.
Your crying will see you through all of your years.
Just always believe in what Heaven can do
and teardrops are only God crying with you.

Read my mind and you'll know what I am doing.
I'm reaching for more love than you ever knew.
I will find all the love  while you are sleeping.
And I will bring it here for you.
Yes I will bring it here for you.
I will bring it here for you.
© RON WILSON aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

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i am kurt daniel everdean 
I am 21 years old
I've been playing the bass guitar
Since I was 11
i weight 145 pounds
i have blondish brown hair
and blue eyes

If I could say one thing about me that I like... Its that I never gave up.

things started when i lost my father
i was 10 years old
my mother started going to her room everytime she got home
she would come out with her eyes all red... Shes been crying
until i accidently walked in on her doing drugs
i now believe it was the drugs that caused the redness
me and my brother would fight everynight
when i bought my first bass
he slammed it against the floor
and told me since i think my lifes crap
then i shouldnt have anything that makes me happy
My mom became a street whore
She would dress in a golden gown and wear ugly make up
We would never see her 
unless she needed money to get condoms for her "men"

the things between me and my brother got worse
I was arguing with him over a text he sent my mom
And he got into an accident and died that night

Things just never got better
I created a band called the nocturnal
And the reason you haven't heard of us yet
Is because were an underground punk band in Seattle
we haven't gotten far yet
Just underground party's and bars

My mom ended up running away with her "boyfriend"
After my brother died she blamed me
And told me to leave and said she won't come around me
Until I brought him back

Since then I've gotten a job and was able to pay rent on
My moms old apartment
Hoping shed come back clean and sober
As for me
I've cleaned up. but suicide is still an option

I haven't found god yet and I don't want to
If there was a god why did he give me this ****ed up life
Ya you'll say Kurt?... You made the desicions for your life
I knolw I did. But he was the one who let it actually happen

I've been writing since I was 11
Lyrics and poems
Drawings and paintings
bass guitar and vocals

My life isn't over
But it's sure close to it

Its sad to think that what you thought was fake... Is a true story

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Question Marks

I am a child of this broken generation. 
An era where the leaders are the main concentration focused upon all of these 
negative allegations. 
I speak on behalf of the youth of our nation when I say that we the people, are the 
on creation. 
The one race that's the continuous face of the repetitive disgrace the keeps building 
on the path of destruction. 
The path of corruption fueled by child abduction, negative seduction, poverty, greed, 
complete chaos. 
A world where the desperate bleed. 
A famous man said he had a dream. 
Made the biggest change the world has ever seen. 
And how do we repay? 
We were supposed to be heading a good way. 
Why has the world become so dark? 
Why have we as the people become the dot under a question mark. 
I just want to know, why? 
Everywhere, everyday, every other hour, 
we question such things as the beauty of a flower. 
Why do issues in life try to keep us in the dark? 
I ask, can we have a new start? 
Or do we continue living in this world full of terror, hatred, preparing for a cataclysm 
that we created. 
Where is the love? Why is there hate? 
Going at this rate, do you think its too late? 
Can we make a change that will range from one age to the next? 
A change that will correct hundreds of years of disrespect? 
Look at life from a different aspect. 
But I just want to know, how? 
How were kept in the dark. 
Stuck inside our mind is the power of a question mark. 
Listen: I rate this "R" for Real. 
Real for people who have no meals. 
Real for people who can't see clear. 
Real for those who are no longer here. 
Listen to the real that's in this art. 
Give this praise, hope for those in the dark. 
May this become the spark that saves us from this world ran by question marks.

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It was bucking bulls and cowboy busting broncos
And the challenge that accompanied each ride
That consumed the heart and mind of my young cowboy
And this fact my Buddy never tried to hide. 
I recall the time we met in Kelly’s diner
He was busted up and feeling rather sore
But the cheque that paid the tab that I presented
Seemed to him to somehow even up the score.

He had eaten there that week and got acquainted,
And I somehow got to know this cowboy’s mind
while the flowers that he gave me on that Friday
Surely showed beside his toughness, he was kind.
We were married in the summer six months later,
On a Friday I recall so very well,
Because Fridays he would always buy me flowers
And then go and ride those bulls and broncs from hell.

Buddy always bought me flowers on a Friday
As he knew I feared the rides that lay ahead
But my man his heart and soul was in his riding 
And I loved this cowboy that I planned to wed. 
Yes he always bought me flowers on a Friday
And I loved this cowboy that I planned to wed.

All our friends had shared that special evening with us
And we raged and partied well into the night,
Then we slipped away to share the morning hours, 
Til the dawn rose and revealed its splendid light.
We both showered and had breakfast at the roadhouse
Laughed and shared the joy that comes with wedded bliss, 
But I sensed a certain tiredness in my Buddy
And I prayed he’d give the ride that day a miss.

Buddy drew the brindle bombshell riders hated
And that beast exploded when it left the chute,
Twisting left then right and suddenly it stumbled
And my Buddy he was crushed by that great brute.
When it came to say goodbye to my sweet lover
There was one thing that I vowed I’d always do 
I would always bring him flowers on a Friday
And I’d tell his child about his father too.
“Bud I’ll always bring you flowers on a Friday”
That’s the one thing that I vow I’ll always do.
Cause you always brought me flowers on a Friday
And your child will always bring you flowers too. 
Yes I’ll always bring you flowers on a Friday
And your child will always bring you flowers too.

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First borne kin of me loin, why just like yesterday 
Unbeknownst to this then unpracticed dada how tempus fugit 
   Will in a brief flash (like time lapse photography) steal a way
Thine eldest lass swaddled, pampered and attended with oye vay
   Sans another soiled diaper to change, retrieve futile dropped binky,
   Or sundry other basic need to get abreast per comfort to stay
E’en the simple pleasure per warmth from winter solar ray
Which constancy of nurturance seemed to last as long as infinity
a mental calculation said progeny tossed aside like…child’s play
Yet this papa pined for harmonic, idyllic and pacific month o May
When picture perfect weather invited me baby daughter to explore or lay
Upon the fresh mown hay
Innocent august bliss stashed in her memory bank molded like clay
Whereby this papa tried to keep danger at bay
But tis rash to seal hermetically and try to keep jarring reality away

Until she sped thru fifteen years on this earthen tarmac
Beautiful dame with an attractive physique and mind that takes up slack
From strains imposed from this fractious abode, where I rack
My noggin per our precarious, perilous perch whence we must pack
A hardship no doubt internalized by this sweet babe smarts she aint lack
In tandem to her maturation and self reliance emotional light years 
   Ahead of this sire, she addresses as “sir”, who emotes with flack
At utter chaos here and thus realizes internal misery will take shape
   When she and the younger punim come back

Yet, her absence felt though she oft spent time alone
In the former master bedroom, now wishing for a clone
Of thine delightful youth and marvel whence 
   Sixteen years ago from the womb she entered this World Wide Web
   While “mother – abby” did push and groan
Whereby tears streamed down me cheeks at miracle biology did hone
Over the course of nine months gestation, and now…merely on loan
When she becomes of age to take flight, though this father will moan
But tis fitting and proper offspring doth not become a rolling stone
Like me, he who contributed to this precious gift no gem canst a tone
If…bereft of this sweet progeny
   For this poet would cease to enjoy life and enter the twilight zone!


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Social Survival

A world of burning purpose
A life of freezing rain
Safe within our shadow
And dead within its game

A ghost that buries fortune
A corpse that digs for gold
Between this endless cycle
There’s nothing to behold

A thousand different faces
A faceless child stares
Each a mask I’ve crafted
From everything I’ve heard

The screaming of your nightmares
The whisper of your dreams
Strangers in the distance
I know what crawls beneath

A million different people
A faceless child cries
An infinite collection
Of souls for my disguise

Welcome to survival
This social masquerade
Our stolen features dancing
To the death within this game

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Children with Masks

Broken in your shadow
And lost within your light
The child who chooses ego
And the man who wants to fly

Embracing every sanctum
Which enshrines your dying cause
To be the one to save you
And forget those scars and sores

The love you now desire
The only good you've known
Will end with how it started
In the pain that you have grown

With loneliness now clinging
Your memory rotting out
You chase the same old reasons
That will make you scream and shout

Your heart now lacks forgiveness
For what you have become
The spiral-end of nothing
Mistaking blindness for the sun

A visage of perfection
This man is just a mask
It reflects your hate on others
As the child selfishly attacks

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Kiss of Death

Kiss of Death

Can you see my pain now can you see why I'm so depressed do you understand how or what I'm feeling no because you have never asked cause you don't care oh it sucks being the youngest no what about the middle child or the misfit or the child everyone picks on what about them suicide is an option for them because they cannot win the game of life and neither can I I cant fight no longer I won't try I give up with everything in me I'm not worth it I'm the middle child the misfit the one everyone picks on I'd get treated better if I wasn't me if I was my sister or brother I'd get it all and they think they have it bad one day in my shoes would they understand the guilt I hold or the withdraw of being human I'm a monster I only dream of death I will love you with the kiss of death a place where I take you so you can feel my pain too nothing will help nothing will pass by me only in me I have no feelings no soul and no reason to live I'll kiss you with my sorrow and I'll be happy around you so you have to guess who I really am I'm not happy and I'm not warm I'm cold my heart is frozen not rhyming with time my brain no longer breathing no longer sending pulses to my organs the blood rushes from my vain out into the open unto the blue carpet I can only wish of death for the Satan inside to take me away to the lake of fire where I burn forever and eternity but will it solve my problems yes will it make you understand when I'm gone that I'm all you have left from this disaster no bands caused my deaths only the game of life did 

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When the Wind Blew

When the wind blew, the birds slowly lifted their eyelids from sleep's seducing spell
Slowly, they met their new day with a feeling no one could explain or tell
They fluttered their wings to welcome the sun’s obnoxious display
Gazing at the people sleeping behind the misty window’s frame

When the wind blew, the birds prepared to take off
To fly to destiny’s tasteful D’lush
To sing melodious tunes
As they brighten a person’s days

When the wind blew, one by one they flew
As they passed by the many houses’ window’s
A chronological sequence it may be
But a story is what it shall be
Long time ago, there, in the beautiful land of empathy, lived a lady and a gentleman
Together they took care of each other; together they raised a child as her life began
Every year, a bird passes by, as it sees the young girl in a different phase
Yesterday she was a child, but today she is beating destiny’s race
But, the one thing that never changed was her smile to the lady that:
Took care of her for the past umpteenth years
Held her close to her heart whenever she was in fear
Stayed by her side when in need

Now, the child grew up to tell her tale
To the birds who visited during the day
“I grew up in the hands of a golden mother who took care of me every second
She watched me as I grew up while I watched her shine every day
She smiled when I made her laugh, while I treasured the smile in my mind
She hugged me whenever I was in need of warmth, while I preserved her warmth
I cherish everything you did for me, dearest mother
And I thank you for every good seed you planted in me”
One day, the birds passed by and left a small letter on the mother’s desk
In it were the words the daughter described
In it were the dear thank you notes she left for her mother as she departed away…
When the wind blew, many objects changed
But, a dear mother's love always remains the same…

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Been Blessed

Will I have been standing on the sidelines, watching everyone go after their goals. I been missing out on the finer things that life has to offer. Seeing you  there reminds me of brighter days. Hearing your laughter, reminds me of the day my dreams all changed.

	‘Cause, I been blessed, wouldn’t change it for the world. Nothing sweeter than you. You’re that shining star, the beacon at sea. I thank the good lord for giving me you, nothing can change the love I have for you.

Will I have been standing on the sidelines, watching everyone have their fun. Now its later, you can see them down an out.

	‘Cause, I been blessed, with having you as a daughter. You lifted my heart higher, each day I see you. You’re that shining star, the beacon at sea.

If I was a sailor, I would hurry home to you. Can’t get enough of that laughter, don’t like seeing a frown on your face.

Will I been standing on the sidelines, watching everyone reach to the stars. When I have one right here. Yes, I been standing on the sidelines.

I look at this world, and nothing can change my mind. There be trouble on the horizon, terrible times ahead. People getting hurt, always sad an blue. I put them in prayer as with everyone.

	‘Cause, I been blessed, with writing these words. A pure melody, straight an narrow, they are flowing like a stream. Nine in the morning, an everything is going to be alright.

	‘Cause, I been blessed, with this life. Wouldn’t to change it, wouldn’t to lose it. I would love to share, so here I sit writing these words.

	Oh, I got a melody running through my head, as I write these words. Sounding like country, maybe its an oldie. But none the less, its pure straight from the heart.

	Flowing like a river, steady as a stream. Let it span out there, like the clouds in the sky. Showing everyone in the world, that I got this love for them. My heart is being true, it is solid. This thing is flowing like a river, steady as a stream. Nothing rocky bout this love of mine.

	‘Cause, I been blessed, with having a daughter - who is just like you…

‘Cause, I been blessed.
‘Cause, I been blessed..
‘Cause, I been blessed…

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Walking into the graveyard
Sitting on the bench
Lights a cigarette
Looks at the gun 
He has been hiding
In his jacket
Thinking to himself
He calls his girlfriend
And tells her everything
She doesnt do anything to stop him
He continues walking around in the graveyard
Remember his mom
How she wasnt there for him
How everything was his fault
She loved her students more than him
He gets upset
Daylight reaches the cemetary
He walks to his home
Walking inside
Seeing his mom
Starring at her face
He shoots her
He walks down to the school
Telling them his kids were there
He was there to check on them
They let him inside
20 little children in a classroom
He took his gun
And shot them
Then leaving the room and shooting 
7 faculty members
Everything is silent
The other classrooms are locked
He stands in the middle of the hallway
Falling to his knees
Figuring out what he just done
He comtenplates
If he should shoot himself or not
With one pull of the trigger
He kills himself
The media eats this story up
Publicly veiwing everything
Telling people
They talk about it for days
the type of attention he needed
See the problem now?
you can thank the media

20 little angels now rest with god for christmas
7 adults stand by there sides
God rewarding each of them for there good deeds
The shooter reunitues with his own demons 

I am very sorry to the families who had lost these children
My peom is very blunt
And in my own words

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A Sisters Love By PjWilliams jim and Jack Oslager

                                 A SISTER'S LOVE




Written & Dedicated to Joy M Williams
Etched in Paper & Everlasting Marked PJW
Collaboration by Paul J Williams, jim Oslager, Jack Oslager
All Words Lyrics & Music  
320 S  3rd Street
Oxford  Pa 19363
215 901 3073 cell

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The sounds of the outside world
Grow loud and strong inside her womb
The placenta shakes
The baby makes its first move
Dancing to the sound waves
Of the grunge scene
The odd shaped child
Alien at first
Human when its born
Taking shape of the parent
Who will give it life
Feeding on your cancer
Sucking the light out of your soul
A finger twitches
The legs start to move
A living thing inside her womb
Feeling the thick wall of skin around it
The wide black eyes take color
The face takes shape
The fingers small and aimed at you in a fist
The legs and arms grow long
Flipping itself around
Finally making its appearance to the world
Coming out head first
The room smells of angel hair
And babies breathe
The starting of a new life

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Living Her Life

She sees the pains,
Which her native folk have gained.
She changed from a little girl
To someone who has always had the potential
To change her own little personal inner world.
As a child she never went through
What some other children of her people
Had went through themselves.

She used to never knew how the roots
Of all her people’s issues
Were and are so controversial.
Blessed was she, as a very young child,
For not knowing fully all the reasons why.

Blessed that she is and will always be
Full of feeling, and always quietly wondering “Why?”, 
Now she is filled with new knowledge and a developing sense of wisdom 
Within her own individual mind.
She is now what she had always
Envisioned and imagined before, since her elementary days.
She is (“I am...”) not entirely that same little girl anymore.
She is now one of the many of that particular kind.

Within her imagination is a longed 
Wanting of finally revealing 
The truths she has discovered and
How her people must change for the better.
Throughout her whole life, which she’s lived through so far,
She maintains a heart filled with feelings, 
A mind filled with knowledge
And a slight emotional immaturity as representation
That her inner child self is still alive on the inside.

Her inner and past child self (who was different from all the rest,
But was also similar to them when at their best).
Never truly knew how far she’d come in life.
(As of right now and forever into the future)
How she has grown and maintained herself
Is how she had made that (her) inner voice in her head and 
Had also long ago already acknowledged her true self.

She still stands in her own believing faith and faith in herself
And her lack of prejudice is what makes her naive thinking
Make her own days in her life far brighter than what others say
As they discourage her from doing 
Or trying to pursue something grand and part of a divine plan.
Even after times and tribulations involving doubting tremble.

Blessed she is for being so whole in her own presumed thoughts,
Blessed she is for logical thinking based on emotion and feelings.
Blessed she will always be, for Christ himself said to a woman
(who was suffering from something for more than 12 years), 
“Your faith is what made you whole.”
Now she thinks...
“Grateful and blessed I am, to the point of tears of joy and sorrow of how I used to doubt.
I now forever know what my life will be like beyond tomorrow.”

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The Flowers By The Pond

It started in the meadow
the sun shawn bright and true
a girl was picking flowers
while a little robin flew
near her was a pond
not very big in size
with thick algea on it's surface
acting as it's disguise 
the little girl saw a big daisy
on the other side of the pond
but she didn't see that it wasn't grass
that she was walking upon
she gave a cry as she sunk 
to the ponds depths below
but no one heard her cries for help
her friends had left long ago
she held here breath as long as she could
black spots dancing before her eyes
her last thought here on this earth
"so this is how it feels to die"

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I was captured at a young age
Heart filled with pain
Mind filled with rage.
I waited for a chance to break out
But too confused
Filled with fear, flooded with doubt.
After a few years I broke free
Only to be captured again
Locked up, indefinitely.
I never got to fly on my own
In captivity is how I’ve lived
These walls all I've known.
My children will never see captivity
For they belong to the captor
And he has set them free.

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Soft-feathered Phoenix burns into ashes
And then rise again like the morning sun,
The lightening of reborn soul flushes.
Truly, the Child is Father of the Man.

Small buds gleam in the rays, drench in water,
And then grows into flowers with the plan
Of unseen hands of scheming Creator.
Truly, the Child is Father of the Man.

Seeds of the dead trees fall, submerge on earth
Wood-cutters loads those tree away in Caravan
But new lives spring from that soil with rebirth.
Truly, the Child is Father of the Man.

Child becomes Father, it's law of Nature,
Small water-particles do form the Sea.
The Children are our past and our future.
In Them, we can see what we were, could be.

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A smile in a thought of a "forever" like this.
A dream from a star's one wish.
A love of a life from a fairy tale one told
To a child with an imagination worth a whole pot of gold.

Can you really put a value to something like this?
Like that feeling you get from your last first kiss?
Or the dreams that come true from a shooting star's wish?
There's no value worth more than all this.

A song from a night from a heart's first glance.
A sway from a dress from a love's first dance.
A rose from a thorn from a child's freedom.
A ring from a night from a tear from one.

Can you really put a value to a moment like this?
To a second in time so carefree as this?
To a heartbeat caused by pure peace and bliss?
To a child's eye lit by a shooting star and a wish?

Could you tell me what it's worth?
Or could you tell me which came first?
Was it hope for a future unknown,
Or happiness from the love that's shown?
Was it a dream from a fairy tale,
Or optimism after every fail?
Because the child that I've never seen
Is one without a single dream.

So tell me,
Can you really put a value to this?
To a first kiss?
A child's wish?
Pure bliss?
To this?
To this moment looking into your eyes?
To a fairy tale defined
By you and I.

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Christmas Is

When I was just a little girl
My mama said to me,
"Christmas is more than Santa Claus
And presents on the tree.
Christmas is a gift to us
From our Father up above.
He sent his Son to bring us peace
And teach the world to love.
We haven't treated His gift well
Nor loved the way we should.
This is the time to honor Him
By being very good.
Don't cry and ask for everything
You see upon the shelves.
It's the time to think of others and
A little less of selves".

She said we'd buy a pretty gift
For a child we'd never see
And put it with the others that
Were on the "Giving Tree".
I asked if we might buy the doll
That I'd been asking for
To give to the unknown child
Who was so sad and poor.
My mother smiled at me and said,
"My Dear, I think you've learned
The true meaning of Chirstmas is
To give that for which you've yearned".

When I found my old  doll, Nelly
With new clothes on Christmas day,
I was glad some child was happy
With her new doll, far away.
I could see her with her dolly
In her home I knew not where
As I rocked my darling Nelly
In my brand new rocking chair.

Christmas In July contest ladies only  eleventh place

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loved won

two came together, 
not knowing how to be there for the other, 
they say ignorance is bliss, 
but how could they miss, 
they made love when they made you 

you surrender to a troubled past, 
defiance was never gonna last, 
i can't help but remember my own, 
and now I know, 
it's time to stop staring and start the caring, 
a better me and god willing, a better you    

don't fear as you pedal on by, 
an entire team of angels is by your side, 
its the demons that twinkle in the spokes, 
turning you 'round and 'round, 
whispering just get the f out of here

girl this lost and found ain't no home, 
i told you that i'd never leave you, 
but you still weather the storms on your own, 
try and set aside apprehension, 
let's not point fingers, 
we know pain is to blame

life doesn't have to be truth or dare,  
the scales lie if they say loves not for you,
stained glass pictures of beauty and grace, 
demons hide within the chapel window panes, 
as you stroke the keys urging notes to take you away,
dreaming of a better day,
you can do this girl,
and i'm here to stay

two came together, 
not knowing how to be there for the other, 
they say ignorance is bliss, 
but how could they miss, 
they made love when they made you - 


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As I put on my socks 
I remembered my school shoes 
As I put on my jeans 
I remembered my school uniform
As I went to my school 
Which I left 25 years ago 

As I took the steps of the school 
The nervousness,  excitement 
All seemed the same 
Looking around for friends 
How they may be 
Careful about my bully friends 
Wishing all to be the same 

The teachers were new 
The children were naughty as ever 
Felt like a student 
Met many old and special friends 
Also some new friends 
Who made my day special 

As we sat in the classroom 
The same noise of laughter 
Seemed we all were the same 
Indeed a reunion 
Ain't it took us back to childhood 

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Fiddlin with Riddlin

Ladies and Gentlemen,
Can you feel the adrenaline,
This big regiment of my medicine
Got my skeleton jigglin like gelatin
Fiddlin with this riddlin, this wigglin
Its crippilin, when i begin quibblin,
Over scribblin, this high is dwidlin
Do you remember when
I would rip off heads of Polly pockets
Stick a knife in the faulty wall socket
And be hiding in my sister's closet
for six hours to her scream, "Michael Stop It!"

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the kingdom

the kingdom

verse) soaring high in the sky is the lord he is looking from his
throne and into the world. love, compassion reigns threw the valley's
for he is looking for his people to come to his castle. o'glorious o
illuminating god let your golden light surround me!

(chorus) kingdom bright bright oh so bright i love this flight
kingdom bright bright oh so bright i love jesus and all his might
i wander about he is my light. i am his child and he knows that
water fills his chalice and over flows just like his love i know
he loves me so.i walk with him to his heavenly castle hand 'n hand he
smiles and show me my plan

(verse) waterfalls splashing gardens with beautiful flowers i hear the
childrens laughter reign all around me. this is heaven this is heaven
eagles soaring and lions grazing i see i feel the love around me. the
lord guides me and he always will.

(chorus) kingdom bright bright oh so bright i love this flight
kingdom bright bright oh so bright i love jesus and all his might
i wander about he is my light i am his child and he know that
water fills his chalice and over flows just like his love i know
he loves me so i walk with him to his heavenly castle hand 'n hand he
smiles and shows me my plan.

(verse)my kingdom is the heaven of the creators (god's) arm all are
welcome into the kingdom, just knock and you shall be received . the
father has many mansions one for you and me. the angels sing oceans and
lakes forrests and trees he loves them too like you and me.

(verse) the angels play the trumpet as you walk threw the pearly gates
you  see a rainbow and a smile on god's face you get a new body and get
to see your friends but the greatest part of all is this is the end. no
more worrying, no more  suffering you will  be happy  within god's hands.
heaven is a wonderful place  for you and me!

copyrighted  by penny lapsley 2008

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Fathers being robbed

Another father being robbed,
another supposedly mother try to deprive another man from doing his job,
another heart break,
so many mothers feel the need to take,
often spreading rumors their baby's fathers
are fake not allowing him his parental intake
while so many father's are being blamed 
but why do you try to shame the love another 
father is trying to claim.

Another father being robbed, 
no mother can truly do a man's job so don't 
get wrong because you think your love has good intentions and is that for you or the
Another father dragged through the courts,
so many women lying under oat,
getting away with perjury while leaving a the
child to go hungry of a father's teaching instead of learning the fundamentals of the bible's preaching.

So many father being robbed,
no credit to the ones doing a good job,
not enough recognition on father's day,
not a male model to teach them how to obey. 
A system that favours mothers but how
can any mother exercise the roles of a man,
why do so many mums fail to understand 
the natural nature that comes with man 
after all we're all human.

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As I put on my socks 
I remembered my school shoes 
As I put on my jeans 
I remembered my school uniform
As I went to my school 
Which I left 25 years ago 

As I took the steps of the school 
The nervousness,  excitement 
All seemed the same 
Looking around for friends 
How they may be 
Careful about my bully friends 
Wishing all to be the same 

The teachers were new 
The children were naughty as ever 
Felt like a student 
Met many old and special friends 
Also some new friends 
Who made my day special 

As we sat in the classroom 
The same noise of laughter 
Seemed we all were the same 
Indeed a reunion 
Ain't it took us back to childhood 

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I see your tears
there on your black face
and what a face
was it the tears?
The crying for the child now dead
from starvation?
Or was it the tears
for the one in your arms?
The one who will die
before the dawning of a new day.
I see the children playing nearby
they see your tears as I
but life goes on as best it can
and a hungry child must play, too.
I see the beauty
gone from your face,
beauty stolen
by time and hunger and fear and death
and marching to nowhere
and still the children play
as if they have a hope or a dream
hidden somewhere in their minds
they watch the sky
where green and black airplanes
loaded with grain,
and miracles from the medicinal gurus
circle like so many buzzards
with no place to land
is this why the tears?
Is this why the children play?
but they are not coming this time,
Or is it because you know I see your tears
but do nothing? Again.   

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The Night Terror

The phasing of my nightmares
Through to conscious time
Has stolen my last dreamscape
As this child screams inside

My creations always singing
Of the fear that still hides
Behind incentive’s reason
To pretend I didn’t die

This place without a meaning
Dressed in ashen love
Locking up its history
And mopping up my blood

The burning of my nightmares
Into this black hole
Reveals the bold reflection
Of the horrors in my soul

I’ve shaped my own existence
Using broken hearts
The red abyss now laid before me
Is everything I am so far

The truth is all around me
The night terror took my dreams
This child is now a monster
And alone I need to feed

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Another Saints gone home

We just got the news today
she will soon be going away
the doctors done all that they can do
but it's not over for her
she's just going home
she's faught her fight 
Her battles now are through

another saints gone home Hallelujah
another child of God reaches Her heavenly home
another saints gone home Hallelujah
Praise the Lord 
for now at last her victory is won

When the time has come for me to go away
I want my friends and family to see
that its not time to mourn
but to celebrate 
this life I've lived
 I pray they all may sing

another saints gone on hallelujah
another child of God reaches the Heavenly gates
another saints gone home hallelujah
Praise the Lord
Some day we'll see her in the heavely home.

By Treasa Jarvis 
Dedicated to the memory of my grandmother Beulah Campbell who was a great 
inspiration to me..

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I am a wreck
i am messed up in the head
i am misled
i am a sorry excuse for a person

i am someone you see everyday
you pass me by
you look but never really see

i am not important to you
i am not someone you
would liek to know
i do not fit into your perfect little world

i am the outcast
i am thrown away
i am unloved

im the child you see everyday
the child you look at
but never really pay attention to

i am negelected
you have no time for me
i am a waste
i dont fit into your schedule

im the friend you see everyday
the person who is always there
but you dont take time to see
you never really care
you too worried about yourself

i am the best thing that could happen to you
although youll never know
for you have tossed me away
i didnt seem like i mattered
so you decided to get rid of me

only to find out
that youd miss me
and want me back

but i am gone
i am freed
no longer must i bleed
for all your mistakes
i was never to blame

you are the one who is not sane
the one who caused so much pain
the one who i blame

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Sleep child sleep bright
as Dream comes an' sits beside
to rock you in her gossamer wings
an' Ariel from the cowslip's bell, now lightly sings
Sleep child sleep bright
The moon flashes on you her silver light
an' sprinkles a beauty unmistaken
of sweet innocence an' silken charms from heaven
Sleep child sleep bright
Hope comes in her flight
Her feathered fingers tenderly at your hair
Lo! golden she turns them, an' stars strewn in the air!
Sleep child sleep bright
Titania's seen dancing in the faint sight
Roses bright hued, in her sun gold arms
Here she comes, to breathe into you her faerie charms!
Sleep child sleep bright
Sleeping beauty in joyous delight
 treads softly now her  feet light
to kiss you baby a sweet goodnight
Sleep child sleep bright!

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A Little Child

Tonight a little child lays in her bed and cries
Her little fingers, clinging to her favorite teddy bear
Her blanket soak and  wet, where she lies
For she was alone one more night, with her tears

Her mommy's left, for another night on the town
As she lays alone, in the darkness and her tears
Inside her tiny chest, she hears a little sound
As the dark quiet room, brings out her little fears

A little child left alone, a baby
Two little arms reaching out, to be held
Another Angel lays crying, for her mommy
As her whimper turns her tone, into a wale

As the lonely dark night, turns into day
Her restless soul catches up, to the man
He takes her little hand and leads her away
For her journey in life, has been ran

Her innocence all gone, scars left on her skin
Her face now blue, veins broken and torn
She was just a little Angel, that could never win
For she was pushed aside, since the day she was born

A little child left alone, a baby
Two little arms reaching out, to be held
Another Angel lays crying, for her mommy
As her whimper turns her tone, into a wale

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Child Dreamer

The view I see so beautiful a new horizon a bright sky
everything’s falling into place.
Vibrations have started paving the way for a new life
Magnificent sights and wonders captured within my mind
Excitement within my heart beating faster
Air I breath I'm feeling good
Born with a gift within my labyrinth
Like the magic of a crystal
Images I see time talks to me
I close my eyes century’s pass me by
Looking in the sky my mind can fly messages I hear
By the water my power grows
By the touch of a hand a deep emotion I feel
I am the messenger from the light
My life force has the everlasting glow
The road that I travel lies deep within a realm of enlightened thought
In this land I am a mystic
Abilities within my heart and mind have no boundaries
My wisdom teaches the children of life
My thoughts can move the megaliths
With the wave of my hand a portal open up
Through this dimension angels guide my inner soul
Listen closely an echoing voice calls out
Now watch as my arms turn into wings
Hold tight prepare for an adventure through fantasy
Higher 'n higher into heaven sky
The many sounds that surround
A breeze that breaths
Look into my eyes watch me turn into a star shooting through the sky.
Tonight something beautiful is about to begin
In a world of wonder everything comes alive.
In the corner of a small bed room, 
A sleeping child soon will hear magic. 
A picture on the wall. a battered guitar by the window
This picture is filled with visions of harmony and dreams.
That guitar is magical it works for any child that makes wish.
Outside the window a shooting star with 
the power and magic to create dreams into reality.
A gentle breeze rushes in; an angel like glow ignites the picture
A symphony of color engulfs the room.
The guitar begins to play. A gentle voice fills the air singing
Dream that dream watch 'n see 
What you have always known and wished for soon will become reality
You are the one we’ll come to know and love
I know you’ve been abused it’s in your eyes
It’s alright to cry open up let the emotions soar
You are the star, climb the sky show the truth to the world
Show them what you can do, we have seen you do it and we know
You’ve been hidden from so many, a child so gifted and beautiful. 
That little voice you keep hearing is you guiding you along 
There are no boundaries for you and I in life.
Dream that dream keep creating
Watch and see what you have always known and wished for soon will be reality

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Father- The Greatest Versatile Actor

Do you know how important the role of a father is?
Its as important as that of a mother.
Either in office or at home,
He is always able to manage it in one go.
The long years he spends and puts into his hard work,
Just for the betterment of himself and his family members.
As soon as his child in this devastating Earth is born,
A father becomes even more happy than a farmer seeing his harvested corn.
Its he who is always tensed about his child’s career,
Always running hither and thither for his/her luxurious future.
The golden values that he teaches
The great experiences that he shares,
Are the unique ones which can only be found 
From the speeches of one’s father.

He is the one, who invests the right money at right places,
Leave it not be for mutual funds and many other cases.
To build his nest and develop family for the best 
In order to secure his as well as his family’s future,
And so that they would never feel to be surpassed by others.
Just as a Santa Clause arrives to fulfill all the children’s dreams once a year,
A father acts like a Santa Clause for their whole life and protect them from all fear.
The luxurious facilities that he provide of his hard earned money,
Just in order to see a spark of smile on the face of his children and family.

Its often seen that a child idolizes his father,
Because of his great deeds and the way to inspire.
He always acts like a guiding force for his children,
Till the moment he satisfies himself that they have become maturates.
He is often seen to be a leader of his family,
Always saving and rescuing them from any difficulty.
Whenever his children demands for a new dress or shoes to wear,
He sees to it that their wishes are not left to be spared.

It’s the prime duty of his family members to follow all his decisions
May not be its right or wrong,
We always have to obey it all.
It’s the sincere request in the end from the core of my heart, 
To all the beloved children and fathers of the world’s cart.
Please maintain a good rapport forever,
As time and tide waits now or never.

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My child

My child.
So sweet and dear.
My child
Please, always be near.
My child 
You are my savor from heaven above
My very own Angel sent down to fill me with love.
My child 
I gave you life.
In return you saved my life.
My child
You are everything I need
My child
You made a women out of me.
You gave me strength 
When I had no love
You are my savor from heaven above.
I thought the Lord had not heard my prayers
That is when you appeared
You showed me the way through nite and day
You never judge me for right or wrong
Your love will always go on
my child 
so innocent and pure
You are my heart
Nothan can compare
My child
So small and sweet,
You are everything in me
All the great I couldn't be,
My child 
You are my love
You are my savor from heaven above.

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Cactus Rose

I grew up wild and I grew up fast
Got a long dark future and a shady past
'Cos I never knew such a thing as youth
I was weaned on gin and dry vermouth
Yeah I used to lie in a smoky room
While the world slipped past like a fading moon
And I'd watch the men both night and day
Sneakin' down the back stairway

I'm the child that everyone knows
The only child of Cactus Rose

Well I recall one Texas night
When there broke out one terrible fight
When the smoke had cleared and the night was pale
They were haulin' Cactus off to jail
They called it aggravated assault
But I was there and it wasn't her fault
Some man with a badge made a sorry try
Decided he'd take what he couldn't buy

And I'm the only one who knows
They put the frame on Cactus Rose

Well I hear folks talking now and then
They say she lived a life of sin
But she just did what she had to do
There's a side to Rose they never knew
Each night when she tucked me into bed
I remember those tearful words she said
"Child I love you more than anyone knows
You're the heart of this old Cactus Rose"

Yes I'm the child that everyone knows
The only child of Cactus Rose

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Successor with privilege
female society
leadership uncompromising

instinctive protection

temptation too great...
with storm she attacks
fear akin with hate...

secret chambers inaccessible
competition gruesome...

genetic overdrive...

her enemy she will not hate...
her enemy she will embrace...
her enemy she will overcome...

natural born warrior...

her child she will shield...
her power she will wield...

...her child will survive...
...her child she will ever protect
with uncompromising pride...

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00:29 - More Alive Than Today

And why are there tears for the words gone before,
When I'm not even sure if they're true anymore?
What cause should I have to look back with disdain,
To a much bleaker time, when all written was pain?
In a long-gone child-winter, a child to thaw
Laid blank in the Sun, not child anymore.
And now that your face is a stranger today,
And stranger acquaintances got in the way,
There's not any sadness, there's not even pain,
Just a wholeness... or numbness...
They both feel the same.

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Why Not Peace

 Why can’t this world just find the  peace and learn to live as one
Why do we have to hurt and hurt for things that only evils done
Look in to the eyes of a child and see what they can see
Why can’t we live in a world where all people are set free
The beauty of a summers day with the smell of flowers near
But we live in a world of hate that’s full of lies and fear
Look at a bird so high in flight with the wind beneath
It’s wings, there’s got to be a way for us to embrace all
Earthly things. we were not put in this world to kill each other off
I wonder how much blood will shed before this fighting stops
Humans that is what we are black yellow red or white
 so what is the Reason for wars that radge all through the day and night
We all were kids not long ago so look into your heart
 would you  Want a child of yours to die in a world all torn apart.	
I believe in a world of  silence , where we all can live in peace and one
Day when the killings done this will all be just a dream.
So look up to the heavens as you lay down your head tonight
And pray for a world that was meant to be of laughter , love and light.

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Young Mother

There is emptiness in my heart, I want to be loved unconditionally and true,  
There is no one to hold me or always be here...
 A child of my own will ease my fears, I let myself say...
 A love of my own flesh and blood, a baby of my very own, one who will love me 
No matter what and will be with me always... 
Now this life is growing in my young womb, 
I am only sixteen and reality has set in.... 
So many questions I never had before, worries on my mind more and more.
 I am so all alone, how could this be? 
Where is the father of my child to be? 
No money or home for my child and I to go... 
I am sad and scared and no one evens knows... 
I am his mother, the only way for him to survive,
Now that it's too late I ask myself why?
 A child myself, I break down and cry. 
I was naive and selfish and too young to understand.
My freedom has been stripped from me and my future is gone, 
My baby and I have nothing to rely on...
 So I strive to provide all that he needs as I go without so my baby can eat. 
I am forced to grow up, my hopes and dreams disappeared, my childhood is only 
a memory, I fear...
The love for my child is more than words can say and strong until the end...
But I miss my inner-child, my hopes and dreams, my youth and me...
My only best friend.

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UN report... invisible victims

...In my country children die... 
not of war...for soiling, their pants, they're beaten, until 
they stop breathing... 

...spiritual distance... 

...the forgotten on a file... 
the authorities in denial... 

...under the rug, is full... 

no one can save the tiny 

...not a shiny knight... 
not a parent, a friend... 
a neighbour no one here to defend, 

domestic war zone, family violence 
the authorities document report, 
file it under abuse statistic... 

...too hard basket, cycle of abuse 
runs wildly rampant... 

...with little recognition of their 
trauma entrapment... 

...the screams, the cries, no more 
mum! ...please no more dad! 

...the welts, go away, the feeling, 
the damage always stays... 

...cries fallen on deaf ears, 
...many don't care. 

Teletext Page 128 03 August 06 
...the UN reports, NZ child abuse 
slammed, our child agency under 
resourced, ad hoc small scale... 

...our childs lives, reveal an ugly 

UNICEF report claim domestic 
violence is common in NZ... 

...most people know a child who 
is witnessing violence in thier 
own home... 

the dark secret, of a family...with 
violent undertones... 

be aware, some one out there... 
take charge, if you suspect report 
don't neglect... 

don't turn your back, you could 
save a childs' life that's a fact... 

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To Father

a child flings her father
to the moon
remembers a need not present
and, 		empty,	leaves
as a moment vanishes.

throwing caution to the wind
she dips like a swallow
a room full of noise
envelops her mind
and he stands there

a butterfly looks back
noting a subtle crease
in her once warm home
she			 nods
in acknowledgement
then spreads her colors wide
and flies
killing all hope that she is
as she was:

I fall into your arms
like an ocean you
rock me away, though
		I have come to see
your tides bring me under
your sand chokes me
like a child 		I cry
that serene image 
now lost.

the child picks up
a shell
a rock
a leaf
to add to a
pack rat’s collection
but one day		
she must choose –	
which will she keep?

you try to shape-shift me
into what I’d like to be
lead me down a path
with no one by my side.
I am not a student
lessons mean nothing
I have no one to
run home to
after a day in your office.

I am a swallow
a butterfly
but most of all a child
your child
I will take what you have
given me
so graciously
and once again
I’ll fly.

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a helpless child

I'm a helpless child in a grown up place,
It's hard to cope and put a smile on my face.
When I'm scared, nobody understands me,
They just tell me to grow up, stand tall.
But this emotion gets so strong and hurts so bad
I don't know what to do, where to go, or who to call.
I've tried to talk to you more than enough times,
I've tried to look forward, instead of behind.
But these rough times really mess with my head,
these days, so hard to get outta bed
keep making me think "My Destiny I will not find."
It's hard to cope and put a smile on my face,
When I'm a helpless child in a grown up place.

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My Child

Oh dear Child
Dear Child of Mine
What did I do to deserve thee
What did I do to make you mine?

I look at you in amazement
As you sleep upon my breast
I love you oh so dearly
You are my good, my better, my best.

Sleeping oh so quietly
You have the face of an angel without wings
A peacefulness and a quality
An aura of heaven, not of earth.

Your golden hair frames your childish face
Your lips hold the hint of a smile
Your tiny hands lie clasp in prayer
An innocent gesture not meant to beguile.

I love you more than life itself
Oh ancient child of mine.
I know that you were meant to be
You were meant to be so fine.

Finer than the best of my china
That sits upon the shelf
Finer than all of my jewelry
That I use to adorn myself.

You are my greatest creation
More than anything I could have imagined
I love you more than all the virtues given
I love you more than life itself.

Copyright Christine A Kysely November 30, 2010

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,

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A Child Alone

Nightlights of belief
A blood-red river underneath
A child stands alone
Searching for a new path home

An ocean of command
A fading doorway in the sand
A child walks alone
Another nightlight guides him home

Caverns of deceit
Broken glass and bloody feet
A child crawls alone
The raging ocean calls him home

A shelter from the pain
Now that he forgets his name
The child bleeds alone
The shadow of his nightlight shown

The nightlight drifts away
There’s nothing left to ever say
The child dies alone
The only place he could call home

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Lonely Eyes

I shed a lonely tear for you today
Because you are the child
The child with the lonely eyes
I bet you thought no one was looking
I was
I bet you thought no one cared
I do
I fought the monsters under the bed
Because you are the child
The child with the lonely eyes
I bet you thought no one was fighting
I was
I bet you thought everyone walked away
I didn’t
I had a lovely dream today
For the child with the lonely eyes
That you knew that your fight 
was never alone
I was with you all the time

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A Childs View

Why don't you love me
Why are you so mean
Why wont you let me be the child in me
Please don't be angry
Please don't be sad
But I have to be the person I really am
I'll do all my schoolwork
And I'll do all my chores
I'll even arrange my dresser drawers
I will make some mistakes
And I will stumble and fall
But I will pick myself up and stand there tall
Please don't hit me
Please don't scream
I'm only trying to be the child in me...

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I don't know why I done it or why the young kid did
but when I looked him in the eyes I knew he lost his bid
too late to turn the pages back as he laid there on the ground
but kid or not he fired the shot that brought my brother down

Vengance two lives for one ain't no fun power with a gun
vengeance two young men died because a woman lied
won't see another son

Sitting here now it's judgment day the jury named the price
I've got to pay what I took away, society's price is life.
Sent away that date to await my fate my family cries unfair
behind the bars never again see stars I await the electric chair

vengeance killed a child in the night
vengeance can't chose wrong from right
vengeance took a gun and did some harm
vengeance took a child from Mama's arms

Been behind the walls waiting for my time to die.
Wish I could get another chance, could get another try
I never took drugs, stole a dime, or even messed with booze
but when vengeance comes and grabs a gun and takes a life you loose.


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Cries Of The Ghetto

Can you hear them? The cries of the ghetto
Can you see it? They don't stick out like hello
A baby is crying, a child is dying
A teen just shot himself and you think I'm lying

Cries of the ghetto, do you hear it's plea?
If not, take a closer look and tell me what you see
A mother strung on drugs, the fathers are thugs
A little boy is depressed and gets not a hug
A little girl addicted to sex, no one is at their best
People end up statistics like all the rest

Cries of the ghetto, can you feel it?
Can't you sense the hurt buried deep in it?
Fights every where, children scared
Families abused and treated unfair
People without food, people without jobs
Cries of the ghetto, can you hear their sobs?

A young teen was killed when she did nothing wrong
A child ran away from neglect and now doesn't know where he belong
A woman was raped, a beating was tapped
A world where everyone knows eachothers' fate

Cries of the ghetto, now can you see..
That your help is what we desperately need?
Poverty struck, in fantasy worlds we're stuck
Maybe a miracle right now would be just our luck

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Who do you think you are?

What makes you think you can play with people's hearts and tear lives apart. 
walking away without even thinking twice that you may have left scars...

Who do you think you are?

How can you be so two faced and wicked, and try to slander someone else to try 
to win points for yourself- Like a child playing a play ground game?

Who do you think you are?

Why must your need for attention swallow other people's souls, why cant you go 
to hell alone- leave us Christian folks alone! Quit trying to destroy and build up 
your own!

Who do you think you are?

I watch you tears and see the show but my spirit won't allow me to get drawn into 
the hole- that you've begun to dig- an I refuse to bow down to ANYONE who is 
Satan's friend- you'll never win!

Who do you think you are?

You better recognize I am a child of God.
You better recognize what is right and what is wrong.
You better leave me alone- I am sure I am saved.
I know who is gonna win this race-but the question is...

Who do you think you are?
(I'll pray the Lord reveals that to you)

NOTE: The person I dedicated this lyric to, that I just couldn't no matter how hard I 
tried I couldn't make friends with them (in church) passed away of a heart attack 
that same year, she left behind a 21 year old husband and 5 children....PLEASE 
take these lyrics to heart and ALWAYS make sure you are in the right with God- 
and your christian family before your card is pulled...She never got a chance to 
make ammends and us become friends, I pray God didn't hold her to that 
charge...She is forever in my heart...

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The World's Only Capture (Angel of Sadness)

Only my saviors childs are the this worlds capture
We sinners live to see the rapture
It was something more than a catastrophe
My conscience steadily asking me
Is the plan still to live life severe and disaster free?
My dreams are exhausted, seems temptation has reached the sky’s 
Sinners become saints, attempting to figure which prophecy lies
Veins constantly bleeding, I can feel my soul leaving
Yet I’m forever breathing
The curse of Kane
No flu shots cause I’m never sneezing 
Seems my misery is ever pleasing 
And with the mourning after
I wonder why these children are your lords only capture
Yet we sinners live to see the rapture
Label me sexiest, homophobic, homosexuals baring arms in marriage
A third of the world is gone
Bury baby Jesus with charms in his carriage
Execution of minors
I guess there’s nothing in this life finer
Dear child I watched your mother scrub the windows of that diner
Who am I to say that you are wrong? 
But who are you to weigh that child and determine if he’ll live long
Mr. President consistently stepping over hurricane victims
Misery no longer worry’s my pain, I can see it’s only a sitcom
Do you remember nine/eleven 
Simply because that September, down south was your only heaven
And as you galloped with the clouds 
Alqueda stood on it’s soil, it’s dust and dirt proud
But then again I’m wrong to speak out
But I guess making home is what being weak is about
A woman’s right is abortion
Perhaps it’s wrong but it’s only a portion
The tragedy’s we smile to see
The happy times are where we suffered above tiles to be
Breathing on my last breath
Leading my last steps 
Of coarse the worlds gone end
But it seems my saviors childs are the worlds only capture 

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You were there
When I drew the first breath
And voiced the first sound of life
At my earliest arrival
The child I was to you

You were there
Suckling up my first meal
Greedily and innocently
On my mother’s breast
The little soul I was to you

You were there
Weaning and leaning on all my four
Rapturously babbling off 
My first muted and mumbled words
The babe I was to you

You were there 
Toddling playfully around
Fumbling wobbly at all
Within my cherubic sight and reach
The child I was to you

There you were
When puberty attended to me
And adolescence my host be
Alongside its juvenile entourage
Still a soul so little to you

You were there 
At the ripening of manhood
When the spirit is aglow set
In the light of my full moon
The child still I remain to you

There, you are
At point of the diminishing returns
As the circles closes, and severed the silver cord
At the ripening rots and forms 
The child of creation, I remain to you.________

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A child so young and sweet
wondering would he rape me
at that time in her mother's
a child so young with an innocent
so scared when the devil appear
deep down inside, she cries a 
silent tear
and knowing she lost her flower
at a very young age
she keeps the secrets
locked up in a cage

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This coming Christmas put away prejudice and pride
and become the child He was...coming to earth and die:
the Messenger of God to touch the humblest hearts
when joy didn't exist and love couldn't be found in anyone;
look up to the coldest and starriest sky...
thousands of angels in their glory shine!
Look deep inside and put kindness first and realize:
that this is a season to give without measure, just smile!

Child, heavenly Child, open those kind arms
and welcome everyone who gladly comes
to worship you with that very special gift;
Child, heavenly Child, how can we be changed in heart,
and suddenly become like you are:
being that closest friend, not an uncaring stranger! 

Kings and Presidents will bow down like us,
and glorify you for coming down in the form of man...
to forgive and understand us, to teach us love and elate us;
long ago hope was lost, and that long-awaited Redeemer
never, you have come to bring your peace and salvation,
and the Christmas' star has set on the world in wonder!
Let's stare at it with find the purpose in your birth,
and spread the joyful tidings to those without worth!

Child, heavenly Child, call all to your manger
and stand side by side by the singing angels
and let them see that we can become the child you are,
without a crown, riches, vanity and privileges! 
Child, heavenly Child, you only ask us to say the kindest word:
to forgive and be forgiven and to love and be loved in return!  

Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci

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A child of dreams withdrawn in a state of seclusion
Trudging through with the reliance upon a hand designed delusion
Manufactured emotions man-made potions
Enclosed shores searching for an escape a trap-door
Terrifying inverted confidence in the impurity
Tainted eyes randomly picked to wear a cloned fallacy respectably 
Equated to a child’s suffering in the pickings
Of a prescribed abnormality, some would say a self-inflicted malady

Bothersome was the notion that to this problem there was no solution
No magic concoctions; 
No self-induced intoxication; to cause a disruption
Of the pollutant that corrupted this child's evolution, 
No conclusion only the miss-perceptional seduction ruining this child's 
Constantly causing damming confusion:

Could not think pick-up the forgetting drink
Could not breathe smoke the death bringing tree
Could not see bow to the self proclaimed healing seed
Cannot live anymore; so opens a new door, 
A new life one this child has grown to adore

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broke the cycle...

Stopped the abuse...

raised our sons to be caring loving
and tolerant...

...without a short fuse... beat a child is failure

to hurt a child mindless 
and cruel...

as a child I never understood this...
how a parent can be so fist free...

so self absorbed...and to inflict
a pain that at times can be so raw...

to succeed in life I had to leave
my family all behind...

we raised our children with love
new rules and when they need
to be strong inside...

...the best compliment they ever gave...
was they never wanted to grow up...

"Mum I am always going to be a little boy
I am not ever growing up..
because I have too much fun"...

...well they are both young men now
we are both very proud in deed...

we got it right...we did our job... to
protect the right of a child to be a child...

...always and they will grace you with
returned love and respect...

...we broke the cycle...we chose the child
the child above all protect...

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Dark Water

In the deep dark water’s
I stand cold and alone..
Broken wing
I stand sad and alone..
Blinded by the night
Like a lost child I can
Not see from all my
Fears of
The deep darken water’s
Cold and alone
I held my arms out for
Comfort but like a 
Wounded bird
I stand alone in the deep
Dark water
Broken wings
Standing alone as if I
Was a child
Lost in the deep dark cold
Blinded by the night
Blinded by my fears..
Fears of the darken water
Broken wings..
I held my arms out for
But like a lost child I
Stand alone..
With all my fears..

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Clawed my way out

I've been down a black hole, 
the toughest journey, 
I have been through 
the fight to save myself face the inner you...

for everything I believed I was 
the me I thought I knew 
I had to reconnect ... 
my inner child guided me through 

we fought for our survival 
a feeling familiar to us both 

I wasn't going out...with a madman 
the madman who tried to destroy 
my everything, my life 

he had no idea, who I was... 
to whom he was dealing... 

my grandmothers' and mothers 
blood flow through my veins 
with it a courage, a strength, 
a deep embedded feeling, 

this criminal madman his life 
he strayed, his blame... 

my inner child, our belief, our 
perseverance, our struggle to 

I have lost a lot of the precious 
in my life,...but the gains out way 
all of this (indeed), 

unless, you have experienced 
the evil, is it difficult to express 
let alone for a child to comprehend ...

Do not ever lose touch 
with your inner child 
for this is truly you 

for me my life could have gone 
either way,inner child, our
inner strength I so love you

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Little Girl Lost

A little girl standing alone,  
the world is such a bad place.
She turns around and her eyes plead,
to see just one friendly face.
Tears stream down like silent rain,
they fall for all the human race.
Stop crying now, it’s not so bad,
dreams can still come true.
Hope and love, still exist
to take good care of you.

A dreaming child undisturbed,
true innocence is so dear.
Angelic and unreal gently smiles,
while all sweet things are so near.
But the world is waiting to start its lesson
to teach her the meaning of fear.
Dream on my child your time will come,
for doubting all that’s good.
I’d save you from all hurt and pain
if only I could.

A little girl, much older now
she seems so very different.
Gone are the dreams of beauty now
her childhood has been spent.
Tears fall still from knowing eyes,
but for herself they are meant.
What have we done to take away,
her joy in all around.
We let her grow the way we are,
within ourselves we are bound.

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Today as tomorrow
days will come to shower us
with curses or blessings;
wisdom is needed to make them
our priority over misery and foolishness...
to cautiously spend them
with much enthusiasm as we can,
never billowing in sorrow!

Today as tomorrow 
there will be only one message
to Humankind from Heaven,
with new minds and hearts...
we must widen our norrow paths
to let others share in our joy,
so that,they too,can learn compassion;
if your faith is flickering away
and you're afraid to show courage...
look behind all that in a positive way!

Today as tomorrow
one child will be born to remind us
that salvation,from a change within,
will spark the lasting flame of endurance;
don't ever be intimitated by riches,
because they'll dissolve in pretense...
put your obsessions to rest and
be like that child so pure and graceful
who spreads his tiny arms like a willow,
promising more than our selfish world can!

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Missing Child

Can’t breathe as I recall this
Where did the child go?
Black rings and pale reason
When did I get so old?

Memories are far too vivid
And now I see it all
The day my love had left me
The night the dead grew tall

Visions of dying brothers
Underneath my hands
Visions of murdered loved ones
Buried in the sand

The lost deny they’re waiting
My empathy has grown
Sleepless and drained of answers
When can we all let go?

Can’t breathe as I recall this
In the wars of men
This child was one more conquest
And now the child is spent

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Burn the hopes of every dreamer
Tell them to fall into line
Murder those that do not listen
And tell your child that this is fine

One name underneath your banner
Written on the prison key
Power like fluorescent anger
Your god spreads far across the sea

Decorations of what bought you
Painted on your every word
But right below the velvet canvas
Stands a child that goes unheard

Wisdom favours every reason
To step unto yourself
So gather faith and find decision
Step into the world

The end of thoughts that bleed us empty
The only true way that we die
And without time we’ll see a vision
The infinite that sits inside