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The Underhanded

In the shadows moving with stealth
Preying on the weak his adrenalin to his health.
A vile slithering serpent, an agenda to bring harm
Beware the snare of his extended arm

The doer of evil, the maker of hate
The spreader of vicious  rumors.always on his plate
A spinning Web of lies,,to reel in the naive
A creator of falsehoods,,to twist what you 

So keep your guard up high, protect your fragile heart
From this monsters clutches before he tears you apart.
And to you the pretender you know who you are
Karma will find you it knows who you are.

Copyright © Carl Fraser

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Open our eyes God

They kick God out of classrooms
And evil walks right in
Innocents are led to slaughter
Before their lives can even begin
Our jaws drop from the shock
We are appalled by such a crime,
But we voted for laws to kick god out
To usher in such times
I remember morning prayers in class
And a hymn or two we'd sing
We would join hands around the flagpole
A give thanks for the grace he brings.
This nation was founded on godly principals
And his blessings poured out each day
But we grew up trying it on our own 
And look at the troubles that come our way.
You dont have to believe me
And keep turning your head away
But the proof is happening before our eyes
And gets worse each passing day
Theres now a number of innocent children,
Who are sitting before Gods throne
And hes wrapping his love around them
Because this world has let them go.
How much suffering must we endure 
What will it take to make things right
We must allow God to rule our lives
Til evil is banished from our sight.
We can blame it on the monsters
Or some will  curse God for what was done
But we should look real hard at our own direction
If this battle is truly to be won

Copyright © Carl Fraser

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Carl Fraser

Oh Paint me a far away horizon
Across a tranquil azure sea,
Where sits a peaceful deserted island
Where no one lives but me

Free from prying eyes and greedy lies
Free from scars that never heal
Let me be free to just be me
Instead of someone who isn't real

To live out my days giving thanks and praise
To my creator in heaven above
And leave behind the noise of worldly toys
And just bask daily in his love

To be stripped of pain by the spirits rain
And washed until my robes are clean
For Ive had enough of my fellowman's company
And im disgusted by what Ive seen

So I will step into my painted horizon
Framed in a forever state of bliss
And I turn back only for a fading glimpse
As I blow the world a farewell kiss.

       Laced by the seas we see, you beg for a life so far
       Far from all I've dreamed of, tranquil and spirit rain
       A once false painted paradise,
       Bliss, a farewell kiss, drowned the old heartache
       Not knowing where it's coming from
       Yesterday, I woke up to a new skyline,
       A horizon, formed by your eyes,
       Across a tranquil azure sea
       Far from all existing companies, you stood
       In front of the ocean - your ocean!
       Sailing on every calm side of the turquoise sea
       Stripping back into the innocence you once were
       A gentleman, caressing the oats in a peaceful state
       The moon breaking your once trusted mind
       The silence of heaven, healing every scar inside
       Redemption is a secret we all beg for
       It was always you, someone lost, misguided by love
       Somebody, I once dreamed of. A dream lost out at sea
       Calling out for me --- you chose to pray alone
       Repelled by the world so cold, yet here I stand
       Alone, on the other side of that farewell kiss
       For you, I paint a faraway horizon of bliss (my friend)
       Waiting and dreaming about you, In another lifetime

       ~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~ 

Copyright © Carl Fraser

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They Cant See

They think because im a man that i wont shed tears
They think im strong inside, but they cant see what i hide.
Its partially my fault, for wearing the phoney smile,
And all the while
I bleed out the hurt and pain
Again and again
They dont see me on my knees begging
Oh god please,
Take this madness all away,
How much does my heart have to pay
So many poor choices
So many condemning voices
They dont see me cry in my house at night,
With the blinds pulled tight,
Living out my existance,
Am i the only tormented one
The black sheep, the wayward son
Will the light of promise one day shine
Will i be blessed in Gods good time
Or is this my fate, my sad state
Yes they cant see,
They just cant see.

Copyright © Carl Fraser

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The Cruelest Blow

Here i am away from you
As time just marches on
I can feel it all slip slowly from my hands
Til one day its just all gone.
I think about my love for you
Some days it seems just a dream
And all i can do is hold the memory
Of how things used to be
I gaze upon your photo
And your smile brightens up my heart
But when i lie down in my empty bed
My soul just falls apart.  
You were what i always wished for
I thank God for the day that i met you
But life has played the cruelest joke
By stealing my moments planned for you.

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They really don't know me.
My existence doesn't affect them.
Unseen on the crowded streets.
Just another passing breeze.
A name not even carelessly whispered.
Just another number.
I'm falling through the cracks.

An echoless scream resounds in my ears.
And so it goes for years and years.
The same unvisited house.
Never noticed at the end of the street.
Where curtains of iron protect;
From intruders who never come.

The unpainted mailbox,cocooned in cobwebs.
Houses the loveletters yet to be sent.
Near the unmarked grave;
In a lonely plot embedded in weeds.
Where the flowers are invisible just like me.

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What if God removed all women from the earth
And no one left for man to love or give birth
Or worse.  mans cursed,
To wander alone in the universe
To cook and clean and shop all alone
And celebrate special occasions on his own
Or there were no more little dresses to by
for that little apple of his eye
Pictures absent of pretty smiles
No one to sit with and chat awhile
No more candlelight dinners for two
No soft skin laying next to you
Man would build dream houses for empty dreams,
No kids no toys no rooms to clean
A gift taken for granted its flower will shed
And selfish love will wind up dead
So treasure your flower and watch your garden grow
And shower your love so she keeps her glow

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Breaking Bonds

This is the last straw
The last cold slap in the face
The last hard swallow of total disgrace
I'm tearing down this whipping post
And disappearing from your ghost
And all your constant belittling boasts
This is my own life to save
For I know you wish me an early grave
But I must be brave
And break all phoney family ties
And turn my glance from your demon eyes
And strip my soul of your hate and lies 
Its sad the love you chose to hide
Is the major reason this family died
And now future generations will be denied
Those bonds so precious for love to thrive
But here and now I break the chain
And try to salvage the hope that remains
That God will bless this heart again
To live for love and be free of pain
And let my light shine through the stains
 That have been washed away by the spirits rain.

Copyright © Carl Fraser

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A Keeper of Tears

When I got to heavens gates and God 
 wiped away the damaged years
He gave me a holy assignment
As keeper of all tears

I ran an enormous warehouse
Where bottles of tears were stored
God had labelled each and every one
for whatever made our hearts bleed sore.

So a lifetime of tears were remembered
for every living soul
For the day they came to heaven
So God could completely make them whole.

When a soul arrived in heaven
Their saved tears were glowing bright
God took each bottle and poured it over them
Until their robes were shining white.

Their hearts were mended that very day
And pure joy replaced all former pain
For pain in heaven is not allowed
Nor ever will be again.

So always remember each tear you shed
 is never cried in vain
For God catches and saves every one of them 
To use as heavenly rain

Copyright © Carl Fraser

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Passing the Torch

I used to be creative,
I was crafty with the pen
People liked to read my odes
And would praise me now and then

Yes, i would dive into the river
Where the creative juices flow
My pen would seize the moment
And take on a life all its own

I would scribble til the morning
And sleep would pass me by
But i had to react to my calling
Until it was emptied from inside

Some folks say i have a gift
And should sell a book or two
Ive never heard of a rich poet
Maybe when we die we get our due

So one day some years from now 
When my name is etched in stone
Perhaps my odes will touch one heart
And the gift will carry on.

Copyright © Carl Fraser