Best Systematic Poems

Invoking restitution beyond mundane range,
the clarity beneath grounds to actuality
towards mangling misconceptions and rapid change
against those who tolerate useless leniency

There's a massive holocaust taking stern pleasure,
tried and executed, shots fired in a haywire
Bodies everywhere, graves in its gruesome feature
the world being betrayed by a top-tiered...

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Don't be so systematic
Something I learned today
Do you ever think of asking God first before you help someone?
That was a dilemma I faced
My thinking was "you should always ask God first in everything you do"
He revealed to me that "yes you should always help the...

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Skate the razors edge
I do so solemnly pledge
Never fear the ledge...

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Still water… dark water.
The abyss below tempts with its soft laughter.
I gaze to the horizon and its deception
of slavery and prosperous invention.
It warns of the plunge I intend to take…
Many mountains climbed for my life to stake
on a dream of freedom from the race.
Once more,...

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WHERE DO

VIVID EXPERIENCES LIE,

WITHIN THE HEARTS,

OF HUMANS GONE BORED?

AS THE SYSTEMATIC MECHANISM

OF SOCIETY HYPNOTIZES,

BUT, NEVER THE

EVER WAKING SOUL WITHIN.




WRITTEN BY, CHADWICK ANDREW VINCENT
ORIGINALLY WRITTEN IN NOVEMBER OF 2011....

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A parasympathetic parody in a par is neither equivalent to a vineyard crushed into a jar or a hammock in a cartwheeling car in a traffic jam. Human hypothesis having heaped havoc. And mackerel make excellent navigators in shopping trolleys. But putting a kilo of...

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Systematic life will lead to success
Certain rules we must strictly follow
Proper discipline, we must possess
Real enthusiasm must finely flow

Cheerful approach leads to joy
Perfect planning brings progress
Our skill, we must wisely deploy
Our efforts must be damn vigorous

We must utilize every opportunity
Taking best efforts with confidence
By functioning...

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just Like That Problematic Systematic Lazy Earth Men ---

grease in the skillet
pancreas full of it?
yeah
just like that
pure as the white driven snow
when you got nowhere to go
yeah, yeah
just like that, just like that
ants on the ground in fall
work ever so harder than man
what is it...

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Bureaucratic paperwork controlling the common people. More authoritative government officials compiling statistics, data, red tape, corruption, personal information converted into its systems organization’s hard drive to derive to a decision if a individual should be approved or denied for services for basic necessities in order...

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My attempt at metaphor :P



I want to be the one
With a fistful of cake
I want to make you watch
And then politely demand more
Flood that void, because words are words
And they never manage to fill the gap of a growing gulf
As matters stand; I do not...

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Bureaucratic paperwork controlling the common people. More authoritative government officials compiling statistics, data, red tape, corruption, personal information converted into its systems organization’s hard drive to derive to a decision if a individual should be approved or denied for services for basic necessities in order...

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In a godless world without legend and myth,
So sure of our ways but what have we missed?

We lie to ourselves about reasons and why, 
The truth now hidden so deep in disguise.

Our souls are so empty from mystery and mirth,
Even the ranking system goes by...

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the chump!
if it causes doubt
shouldn't we eliminate the
possibility of doubt?
than all who look to me 
shall stand in the presences of
something assured and without doubt?
who shall answer the call: to stand amidst the farro and be fallin
among the dust.
in defeat from the better man.
might I...

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Systematic destruction
It’s your high
Setting fires ablaze 
Never a thought of harm
Ones who you touch lay in waste by your decision 
Calculated time 
Something a miss 
How it plays out 
The months crossed out 
Shot up in a pattern 
The pattern of your destruction...

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I grew from a thought
and yet remain unbound
I’m a bomb to man
from the day he was born,
never was his friend
so, I rob him of his youth
health and hope.
Yet, he says
I heal all wounds
and all wounds are decaying.
I torment him,
take away his family
then fade them away.
Feeling...

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