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God Almighty

I am a human with original sin, that came
from the apple when man and woman bit in.
I'm angry with myself at having betrayed You,
I should slither on the ground as the
serpent must now do
But Your love is kind and merciful always
willing to forgive
And I'm standing here before You, for You, I
want to live
Cleanse me of these heartless sins and make
my soul look clean
I want to be absolved of all; even the unseen
I'd like to walk with You, Allah (Lord), I
want to hold your hand,
For You to pick me up, and for me to
understand
I know it only takes a few words for all
this to be done
The devil tried to test me, and I know now
that You've won.

Copyright © Senait Mohammed | Year Posted 2005



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Melancholy Madness

Sing a song of sadness
Pocket full of frowns
Melancholy madness
Brings us all down.

Rain in drips of sorrow
In colors dark in hue
No better day tomorrow
Only clouds haunting you.

Bear the blame of guilt
And wear it on your shoulder
Tear down all you've built
Soon you feel much older.

Rhyme in lines of regret
For all you've said and done
But as people always forget
Then you'll have none.

Copyright © Senait Mohammed | Year Posted 2005

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Morgan Le Fay To Morgan Le Biatch

On unbearably pleasant days
she beckons the ferryman
to taxi her to the
dark places of her past
to stock up on bitterness,
envy, rancor
a delusional cocktail for the
attention-starved addict
with the trademark, fatalistic,
false sense of power.
Self-respect makes a break for it
while she coddles demons in her sleep.

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Song: I Hear America Singing (My Version)

I hear America singing,
The girl next door sings her life with great aria,
As she gets the new Lexus she always wanted,
While...
The boy in my dreams sings his sorrow,
As they bury his mom's coffin...

Have you heard their songs?

Your turn will come, my child,
Your turn will come.

Little Timmy down the ally sings warmth and comfort,
As his mom holds him tight from the bitter cold,
While...
Little Angelica sings anger,
As her parents do not grant her wish,
A big pony for her birthday!

Have you heard their songs?

Your turn will come, my child,
Your turn will come, my child.

I have heard their songs,
I am the song they sing,
Will you come and hear their songs, too?

Copyright © Senait Mohammed | Year Posted 2005

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A Person/ a Paper/ a Promise

Once on a yellow piece of paper w/green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A & a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's &
He had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it.

Once on a piece of white paper w/blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A & asked him to
write more clearly &
His mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint & the kids told him 
that Father Tracy smoked cigars & left butts
on the pews & sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames &
The girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot &
His father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.

Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about & his
professor gave him an A & a strange steady
look & his mother never hung it on the
kitchen door because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went & he caught his
sister making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked & the girl around the corner 
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly.

Once on a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen.

Copyright © Senait Mohammed | Year Posted 2005



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Child's Last Light - Holocaust Child

Salt soaked eyelids sagging
Unceasing streams of liquid
Tears stained the silk face
Painting the terrors of the day

Hush my child, I'll sing you a lullaby
Caressing you with the heavenly chorus
The ground does not desire anymore sorrow
But the stars crave your twinkle

Steadily, curtains of skin descend
Masking the pain etched into the eyes
Lips tremble, uneasy slumber
No more teddies, no more light

Hush, I'll bathe your dreams in white
Let the skin slide from your shoulders
Ease the suffering of physical wounds
I'll mend your broken winged heart to fly.

Tranquility overtakes the mind
Scattered breaths steady to an even beat
A rare peacefulness discovered
Yet the burning sun shall overtake the night

Hush, I'll cradle your bare heart
And fly you to the heaven of stars
Laugh as though you've never uttered a breath
For this shall not last

The morning blaze arises chasing the night
Ashes of humans piled up into mounds
The remains of dreams and lives broken
And one little child

Hush, my child Hush.

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The Lapse of Time

Losses of days make worry haze
Time is forgettable in mysterious plays.
Deadlines I fear as consequence
Emerging light one's only essence.
Goals make believers solidly blind
To undying fates in the mind.
Wounds converge on the palm
Waves silence in the calm.
Nature holds life's rhythm and blues
Ending wars assimilate forgotten clues.

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High School Pretense

Write an epic of who you are
Tell me how you're feeling
Play it through this music phase
Just a phase
Just a hobby
Better you have to be better
It's all so superficial
What does it matter
When it's all gonna go away in the end
It's gonna graduate and
They'll give it to you
Like a diploma
You can hang it on your wall 
Second best
Because there's always someone better. 
Live it like your life
Think of nothing else 
but then it goes away
and really you've accomplished nothing
but a couple of petty memories
and a useless outdated skill.

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Debris

Captivation 
Replication 
Reinforcement 
Of the demonstration 

Lying anger 
Silent quiver 
Noisy confessions 
Of what we never 
Had the guts 
To ever accomplish 
So we sit here 
Waiting for the end of it 

Reincarnation 
Of disintegration 
Is the reflection 
Of pride in our nation.

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Friend

Alone and desperate
Searching for the words
Sweet music in my head,
The sorrow of birds.

The walls are closing in on me,
The room lit with shadow
But my hope has left me
Naked and alone.

I search for a path,
One that's right and true,
But I've lost all hope
In what the world can do.

I search in the darkness
Through my perceptive mind
For any ray of truth
Any word that's kind.

Drops of despair fall down my cheek
As I stare into the glass,
Silently waiting in the quiet
For these feelings to pass.

Glaring into the tunnel
All I see is smoke,
My vision is cloudy
As I begin to choke.

In this foggy vessel,
I begin to lose my sight
When suddenly I see it,
A radiant image of light. 

This figure is Angelic,
Calling out my name
Beckoning me closer,
Reaching from my shame.

I stumble as I draw nearer
But she helps me to stand
I feel my body numbing
As I take the angel's hand.

We begin to walk together
This angel by my side
I know nothing can hurt me
Because my faith is deep inside.

The angel stops the demons
From lashing at my back,
From spitting wicked words
And maintaining their attack. 

She guides me always forward
Keeps me on the track
I leave behind the evil
Never to look back.

She pulls me to the sunlight,
Out of the darkened hole
She puts light back my heart
And raises up my soul.

She makes me happy
And she helps me through
Reminds me of the good things
I once knew.

Although heaven-sent,
She is of the earth
She is my best friend;
I know what she's worth.

A true friend knows
Your song and its chords,
And can sing it for you
When you forget the words.

She'll always be there
As a listening ear
A shoulder to cry on
For all of your tears.

She'll be by me always
She'll always be near
This is my heart
She'll always be in here.

Copyright © Senait Mohammed | Year Posted 2005

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