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Ryan Walker Poem
Can you hear them knocking, Knocking at the door; You answer, no one stands before.
Do you see the shadows, shadows in the corner of your eye; Someone's coming for you, someones coming by.
Heliocopter blades whirring, whirring overhead; The authorities are watching, watching you instead.
Are you paranoid?
Adrenaline is pumping as you run to hide; Nowhere is safe, even inside your own mind.
Can you find the source of your torment? God can't help you so why do you repent?
The rfid chip in your hand begins to burn; You scratch incessantly but you'll never learn.
Whispering in your ear, a voice is all you hear: "The knife will relieve the pain, through the temple into the brain."
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Walking through this hazy motel, I smell the acrid smoke of the opium den hell.
Well lit in my own way, I am packing heat for the demons I will slay.
Writhing and moaning, the bodies I see; Falling in weakness on the floor before me.
Seductive floral scents loom in the air: These beasts are high and they do not care.
Should I say low, for in depression they go; Lost in a see of addiction blindly.
The Den of the Dragon; The one I did slay.
The Den of the Evil One, I suffice to say.
Yet in the den they still writhe: Without a leader: I survive.
Leave the hook in your lip they might say: You will regret the day you fought the Dragon of eternity.
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Boundless, bindless: From nowhere.
You find this instant; Your are within it.
You are surrounded; From it confounded.
Emanated from within; Describe it: You can't begin.
Unknown to some, in that they become; Lost, confused: Spirtually Obtuse.
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Ryan Walker Poem
Money is for the rich: Not for the poor
Money is for the one working for more
Money is your worth that you desire
Money is the trust that makes you a liar
Money is owed; Money is due
Money for me; Money for you
Money, it draws people in
Money, it drives you within
Money not love, as you see it, makes this society go round with people like you in it.
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