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New Year 366 Page 65a by Yeates, Owen
Expecting by Kyriacou, Maria
Bright sun Vs blue moon by Yassin, Sallam
TIME FOR PEACE by curtis futch jr, kurtis scott aka
free cee ATLAS SCRUBBED rated XXX by cohan, jeffry

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free cee ATLAS SCRUBBED rated XXX

                        ATLAS SCRUBBED         

            Let’s all sit down and discuss this rationally
Since it is of import internationally
And hysteria will get us nowhere
So let’s get a few facts clear
First of all, from the first of us to the very last, we are quite frankly, 
F*cking up
Wait………… before you fly off the candle
Allow me to defend and amend my statement
What I really meant to say was we are all f*cking up this atmosphere expediently
And exponentially
This is an emergency of preeminent planetary proportions
We are inventing diabolical devices that scar the flesh on the pride of Atlas
And hold our grandchildren hostage to a hoard of hedonistic heathens 
Who mar the face of even Mars
As if f*cking up the earth forever isn’t near enough
Perhaps I’m not making myself clear enough
We don’t hold our environment dear enough
And flocks of flagrant fools don’t hear enough
As the magma is moaning
And the crust is turning to dust
Because countless millions of mindless men decline to design what they must know
For absolute sure………..
that there is an absolute cure
But men don't listen and will come to rue what must eventually come to pass
Because their all f*cking this f*cking planet straight up the f*cking ass
     © 2012…PHREEPOETREE..~free cee!~

Copyright © jeffry cohan | Year Posted 2013

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Bright sun Vs blue moon

Explore the Messiah 
In yourself
He should be
 the love
 In your heart
That bright sun
 evil should be
That black dot
 in your heart
 Panel of the dark
That blue moon 

Copyright © Sallam Yassin | Year Posted 2013

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chill stop the kill pill
stop the hate
nows time for fate
for heavensake
there's no defeat
with the hate beat

Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2013

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there are moments that catch your breath, others that take it away, 
there are instances which you dread and others that you long to stay,
for the seconds that drag on to minutes,
for the never-ending strikes of the clock,
for the moments that shed the tears,
for the cradle that didn't get to rock.

It can't be put into words, nor expressed through art,
the hurt, the guilt the love that shatters the heart,
to you who felt it- it was real but no-one got to see,
an emotional injustice, a hard hit of reality,
I can't imagine how it is - to feel a part of you die inside,
to feel it growing but then no longer, yet the bond not yet untied,

the emotional scar that residues,
remains an ever-healing bruise,
the mourn, the loss, the"what ifs" that cross your mind,
oddly as it may be it is the truest testament that love is blind, 

though you hurt now that the wound is fresh, the memory still lingering, 
in time it'll fade, never completely, but enough to stop from constant wondering, 
there will come a day when all will be calm- no restless nights,
you begin to embrace the moments and enjoy life's highlights,

for love to grow again it must be felt, when everything brightens,
where the fruit once the size of a blueberry evidently ripens,

for now there's hope, whatever strength hope can give you will get you through,
hard times aren't as bad with loved ones close to you,
a passing  away of 'the unknown' is deeply effecting,
sometimes it's what you weren't expecting...

Copyright © Maria Kyriacou | Year Posted 2016

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New Year 366 Page 65a

Smiles Of Joy

A man once said see My Roof Garden
Where coexistence begs no pardon
In Consciousness you will be aware
Of Collaboration of all plants there
They all will travel the same Road Of Life 
Bring smiles of joy and never strife


A single flower in a wilderness growing
A single bee pollenating seeds a sowing
A single breeze blows through the air
Single seeds scattered everywhere
Where once was wilderness a single garden now
Gods work is done without a single plough
Single things turned into many
It did not cost a single penny

So The F.A.

So the F.A. Think once then they think twice
Now the new England manager is Sam Allardyce
Is this the right choice will come the call
 For domestically he ain't won a trophy at all
He only knows how to avoid relegation 
So is this too big a job yes in my estimation
We'll only find out in the qualifiers ahead
Then at the world cup we will be left for dead


Where are you headed he enquired?
When will you again be desired?
Why would you go so far away?
How can you leave here today?
Who is it that you are going to meet?
What are you looking for love oh so sweet?
Which way can I change your mind?
Questions but answers he just cannot find


The terrorists come out to play
So we stay indoors today
We let them win if we stay home
We should go out and we should roam
For freedom ours forever more
They'll never kill it they can be sure

Copyright © Owen Yeates | Year Posted 2016