Short Weild Poems

The calm before the storm
remain shapeless
to assume any form
step into the strange
to get a good understanding
of the norm
why be symmetrically perfect
when you can be perfectly deformed
I've been a geek nerd freak
black sheep since I was born
I may not weild any weapons 
but my tongue is like a double edge sword...

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they wept  
they crept
 but i cradled death unto its first steps and what i loved has fallen with me 
to weild a blade are to weild this tale i come before my fears 
darker than the sea and the only enmy i see is me
i surrender myself now i can live 
death or life is what i choose to give
sever from fears and mortal tears
as you listen to a dead mans tale...

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cycles of pitiful emotions
do we know the minds of the hurt and lost
 euphoric melancholy for some
a look into the minds of the so called brave
is it criminal or insanity
the broken arrow that wields the bondage of the meek
couragous is none
cross the borders of weekness
and weild your own sword
cut the cord that binds you 
and follow none but thy own heart and soal
find your heirophant...

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What power does the devil weild
To use God's armor and the shield?

Say no to all the devil's tempts
Or else might become plain wimps!

The power of the Holy Spirit
To have the Word; I want to hear it!

Always bending to the truth
Praise the Lord and keep your youth!

Keep the faith; have no doubt
Unless  you want to be kicked about!

And in you heart be not a fool
Jesus is the only rule!...

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Africa In The News

Tanks hugging the 
Unwilling ground, 
Minute ants poke their treads. 
As blackened trees still smoke 
From the heavy rebel shelling. 
A faceless child lays in a 
Lake of blood, 
Its toothless mother tries 
To bite into a tree trunk 
Just to get the last sap. 
The filthy hands of other children 
Weild machetes.

A colourless camera man incessantly clicks 
For his modern world to see.

Paul Kasami...

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