Son Hate Poems

I could fill a bottle with air,  
sunken by liquid depression.    
A matter so densely populated.     
by...

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The name Scot denoting a man, combined with terra.
Translated; Scotland.! a masculine descriptive will it be
Banned.? By the idiocracy; with a non-descriptive..?
Dystopian' most bland..The most...

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What are these words that rage with hate and war
That scream with bullets’ searing, lethal roar
That slash with livid flames the midnight sky
And with a...

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Hate is the souvenir from lips,
who echo darkness,
words like swords, piercing 
into soft flesh, hearts 
breaking beneath the weapon’s
sickening crack, words 
erasing the hope of...

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Blessed are those
who love God, the
God of love and
mercy

Blessed are those
who follow one God,
who leads with 
compassion showing
mercy

Cursed are those 
who follow the Prince
of darkness,...

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Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf

Thus writer of these words
forever mus lee experiencing 
craving to eat cheese,
a milk product 
eternally preserved within 
annals,...

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An old dying king to name successor:
Likely, his first son, a feared oppressor;
Even, the speed of his new kompressor,
Quick prayers to God, The Intercessor,
His name...

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Or do you not know that the unrighteous will not inherit the kingdom of God? 
Do not be deceived: neither the sexually immoral, nor idolaters,...

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Are you out of your goddamn mind?
What even is a TOS at this point anyway?
Copper meets gray matter in a stellar show!
Self-inflicted; this is what...

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Day Dreams

I love to have daydreams, 
about the nighttime. 
I believe I can see it all 
clearer in the light. 
I am not afraid of...

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The Autumn sun shone with golden magic
The warmth of the embrace was seen from afar
As I stood along the fence in the valley below

Inside the...

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Is this the price we pay for our right to have guns 
the blood of innocent souls lost to oblivion: a gentle violence

Forever a mental...

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Reflections are divergent 
images composite
negatives of dreams 
an alternate stream. 

Calculations of precise reality reflected.
diverge and coalesce? In memories 
Stacked as photographs fade…

Reflections are divergent...

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Drifter

Coming in from nowhere, 
staying only a moment, 
and then moving on. 
Friend, or foe?
Hard to know. 
What to call you...
by name? 

Without family, 
left...

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Ancestors

The poet's daughter 
and the painter's son
found true love 
in each other's arms. 
Together they were married.

Their children were many, 
their hearts were full. 
The...

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