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If people must die like this
If you ask me
I only can ask God why
Why we have to go this way
Why evil must kill up the
Living so much
If you ask me I only can
Talk to God
Cos talking to men
Sim impossible today
No wonder we still living
In an ignorant world
If people must die like this
Then why are we made
To live
Why then are we born
Why then do we grow
If we are ment to die
For nothing
Why then must we live
If people must die like this
Who is then to live
Is it those whose aim
Target destruction
Is it those who are
In communion in evil
Is it those who destroy
Humanity
Who are we leaving
The world for
Will it be left in the hands
Of blood suckers
If people must die like this
Then the world needs
A change
And the chance is in our
Hands
We all got powers
And together with it
A world to truly live
In peace and truth
Can be born from
The womb of love
I owe you an apology I thought I hated you for leaving me behind.
but the truth is I hate myself for falling for you.
I didn't realize that I what I was doing was considered harassment.
I'm sorry that I got a little to attached to you.
I'm am truly sorry I never ment for things to go as far as they did.
now I see you in my dreams you ask me what kind of dreams.
I tell you some are the same and others are normal.
the truth is the dreams with you in them is something we never had true love.
I've seen what could of been and tried to warp that into reality
but it was just a dream that wont come true and I see that now
I'm sorry if you ever felt peer pressured into anything
we agreed to go our different way just know I wish you the best of luck
is crazy to think we got this far
you could of reported me for harassment but you didn't
you say you call me dork as a sing that you care
if you care then why cant we just be friends?
I'm trying to see it though your eyes and perspective but i cant
I'm letting go without letting go
so good bye till we meet again Ed
A rover you were, all your working life,
But your conscience caught up with you,
You chose honourable re-tyre-ment and
You're now green through and through.
Once you greedily thirsted for petrol,
But finally kicked the habit,
And you now partake of fresh country air,
Just as rural as any wild rabbit.
In the past your throaty engine's roar
Out-decibeled the traffic's bustle,
But you now much prefer to listen to
The dry, restless leaves which rustle.
Alas your coachwork no longer gleams,
But you still retain all of your pride,
It's just your wish to be at one with nature,
As everything else you've tried.
A frosty morning is no deterrent,
To a well-seasoned convert like you,
It's just an unavoidable prelude,
To the sparkling spring-time dew.
Your days of road rage long since gone,
When you used to speed and scramble,
You're now content to pull to one side,
And be overtaken ... by a bramble.
My words rewritten
Until they become yours
Grammar syntax
Pages lined with highlighters
Polished to extinction
I will resist
Intentions that are well ment
You want the best for me
Still you do not understand what I ask
I hear you yet I have my own vision
My way is not your way
Still I say what I must say
My rythm is unique to me
I am in what seems the disconnected details
I do make my point
I say what I say
My words have weight and substance
Like a road sign I point in a direction
You see curves in the road
The direction seems unclear
Stop
Wait
There are points of intrest along the way
I do have structure
My mind is clear
I am okay with flaws
They hold the essence of me
I am not asking to be changed
In the end I must be true to me
a death i died today
for a love that went away
a cold and windy day
i could not ask her stay
the love we had was warm
and twas so beautifully formed
but roses have thorns
and memories, they warn
a tear is in my eye
and i almost start to cry, remembering
my tears were ment for someone else
don't take love and move it somewhere else
trapped by what love is
i'll just stay where i am
i'll go on the best i can
and sometime long to touch a hand
the river is flowing into an ocean
and the tide has torn us assunder
where will we drift i now wonder
i pray, don't let the tide take you under
on a second thought
sometimes I wish
I was never here
on a second thought
I was made to be here
sometimes I want to fight
on a second thought
I think about it outcome
if it worth it
sometimes I wish for
what I need
what I don't have
and It was ment to be
my right
I grow anger in this thought but
on a second thought
I realise it could be
better for my peace
sometimes we just
need that second thought
sometimes I cry
for the world
but on a second thought
I realise we are the problem
of ourselves
sometimes we want
what kills us quick
sometimes we run to
our destruction so quick
sometimes we are too
ignorant to listen
to the voice within
on a second thought
remember wisdom is
always and will ever be
better than silver and gold
Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain
both beloved affluential cognoscenti,
(took their life via cerebral hypoxia)
neither death can one explain
left family and friends to speculate
without lapsing into speculation
impossible knot
to veer off toward inane,
where fame nor fortune no immunity
against unbeknownst
deathly accursed mental illness
impact their adherents
plus affect large swath
of population in the main
cuz, (strictly my opinion)
the tightly woven
world wide web doth plain
lee meld humanity linkedin
by avast societal reign
forcing the global community to train
energies toward heightened
awareness (yes in vain)
for those who tightened noose around neck
as grief doth wax and wane
no doubt less prominant persons
amidst every walk
of life give admittance
to grim reaper, who doth stalk
every mortal being tempting surrender soul
for eternal peace, where soul asylum
sacrifice forsaken to black hawk
swooping down soundlessly
to snatch priceless human life
subsequently, whence
benumbed onlookers gawk
aware how precarious, riotous, and tenuous
the psyche offers no resistance,
nor doth balk
at absent awareness,
how collective adoration wears
a funereally ghostly, horribly immensely
joylessly knitted veil
eludes measurement, though nonetheless
unanimity that far reaching sadness
weighs heavy on tear filled side of scale
witnessed by grievous next of kin,
who struggle to accept severe de rail
ment of unsuspecting hidden agony im pail
ling corporeal flesh gouging body electric
on par with a nine inch nail
jaggedly renting asunder (an unseen male
strum) pitching one incognito,
no matter she/he appears hearty and hale
leaving a wake of inconsolable paroxysms
causing thee human league to ail!
Brave indeed..I've thought to long on what
To write.? She stands with Jon Wedger; both fighters for childrens rights.. i ment this is a tribute.' Yet maybe its also a rallying cry.? My prayers are for her safety
I beleive her contribution to humanity
( should be written on UK skies) why not
Great mention of her in media? Or of Jon?
Or the countless more.' Who strive to bring the light of truth.' With actions with
Hope that makes me dare.' To think some
Will be lifted.' When they realise there lives
Those who will stand, though gagged and banned with worthy hands, that an encouragemant shall ever live.'
AT-ONE-MENT 11
Look beyond things to a sure soul;
Invoke a law that ever rules;
Sense a seeding that makes you whole;
Truth wears no flaw despite the fool;
Explore the edge where verge greets form;
Nature knows well life's cast and crew.
Turn a new page where merge meets norm;
Obscure piece tells of storms that brew.
Movement and song in music plain;
Yearnings that urge a motive fire;
Wear your badge long in stress and strain;
Observe the surge that now inspires;
Reap stroke for stroke in wealth within;
Declare a yoke in peace unseen.
Leon Enriquez
20 June 2014
Singapore
You lie to my face you must think i'm dumb sometimes I feel like beating you up.
You cheat you lie I dont know what to do its like i dont even know you.
Your not the same person you used to be I guess that we're not ment to be.
Me without you is hard to believe but I guess thats how its going to be.
I hate the fact that things are starting to change i swear its starting to drive me insane.
Between my friend and losing you I swear i dont know what to do.
Its been 3 years since we been going out i swear my head is filled with doubt.
But its ok I will be fine because i have god by my side.
If we dont last it will be ok because you didnt like me anyways.
So this is goodbye i know we didnt last but every moment spent with you i thought
was gonna last
Its hard to let go of the memories that we used to share.
And all the times you showed me you cared.
But now them memories are dead and gone.
So I guess I have to learn to move on......