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Benjamin Gaumer Poem
All the animals are annilated,
Brown bears burnt,
Cozy cats crunched,
Dirty dogs dumbed on the ground,
Easy flying eagles gone with the greatest of ease,
Flying fish have been fried,
Giant gators all gone,
Humans hung by their hair,
Imperial moths import no more infections,
Jumping jackals fall on jagged rocks,
Kicking kangaroos kissed good-bye,
Lazy lounging llamas lie in the desert,
More and more mammals are massacred,
Neither cougar nor lion are alive now,
Only ocean creatures made it out,
Popping peasants plundered,
Questions, qoutes and quotasall made by kittle survivors,
Romping rhinos found dead in round ponds,
Swimming sharks swam no more,
Talking parrots tell no more tales,
Umbrella birds live unbeknowst to us,
Violent visions seen of eviserated venecin,
Walking walrus's lied dead in the water,
eXtraterrestials excited by the mass executions,
Yelping young yelp no longer,
Zooming zebras zig and zag no more.
Copyright © Benjamin Gaumer | Year Posted 2007
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Benjamin Gaumer Poem
As I sit and stare at this gleaming, shining surface
I see nothing of my physical reflection and feel totally worthless
however what I do see happens to be worse
there is a long succession led by a hearse
and in that chariot of death I see a casket
adorned with flowers, nic-nacs, and gadgets
berievement gifts for the dearly departed
to take on the journey he has now started
I can see the poor man's family crying by the grave
all wishing he would have choosen to have stayed
the vision changes to the man in the tunnel of light
going through the possesions of his now former life
among those items he finds the means of his death
part of the rope he tied around his own neck
he continues to move until he reaches a chair
and there is also a mirror suspended in mid-air
and upon it's gleaming, shining surface is a note of woe
that reads if you took your own life to heaven you won't go
now look into the mirror and be judged for your sins
see the pain you caused by being weak and giving in
that will be your punishment until your reincarnation
so that you can relive it again that is your unholy damnation.
Copyright © Benjamin Gaumer | Year Posted 2007
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Benjamin Gaumer Poem
Better alive than dead
Either will have to do for me
Neither will do
Gotta do something with my life
All I do is work and I have no play
Usally I feel depressed and sad
Mostly ignoring everyone even my family
Enjoying my life to the fullest, no
Rather I would be dead than alive
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Benjamin Gaumer Poem
Darkness surrounds me it's all I can see
I can feel it closing in and trying to take me,
take me to a place where I don't want to be
what I wouldn't do to enter the light and be free,
be free from this pain and live a life of tranquility
instead of stuck in the darkness for all eternity,
eternity without light, love, friends or serenity
not even knowing the simple pleasure of being happy,
being happy is the light, and that is infinity
to walk again in the light that is my decree.
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Benjamin Gaumer Poem
As I stand at the edge of the abyss staring into darkness
I wonder how I got here and where my heart is
It seems so long now since I felt it beat with life
Haven't felt much at all since I looked into thy eternal night
The darkness has an energy that pulses through my body and mind
Causing decay in what's left of the good it can possibly find
I can feel my soul ever so slowly losing it's grip and slipping away
There can't be much left and when it's gone I know where i'll stay
For it was written in the stars HELL is where i'm destined to be
And now that my soul is gone I can feel the darkness comfort me.
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Benjamin Gaumer Poem
When i was young I played ball,
I played like a professional player
I ran the bases and caught the ball
I did this all when I played ball
When I was up to bat,
I swung with force
sending the ball flying
winning the last game
When I played the field,
I covered many areas at once
never letting the ball past me
always making the out
When I threw the ball,
it was always accurate
it was always nice and fast
mostly striking them out
When I played the bench
I sat there and watched
complaining the whole time
I did this all while I dreamt.
Copyright © Benjamin Gaumer | Year Posted 2007
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