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Words Have No Capture
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Words Have No Capture |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
Words Where the scratch of something when ink was soot as they searched not for your words but you opposed by living and still oppose but as people who will live from you use memories without understanding without understanding When does the quiet come Before they come Afterwards someone else has gone Why is it quiet Why was I born What did I do wrong But exist I stay here for another day It could almost be a relief To be found And sent with the rest So I could have someone I could feel with me Before death *************************************** My personal comments When everyone has succeeded in killing everyone who doesn't disagree with them Who manages your banking Dave |
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BROTHER JOHN Member
since 2006-04-06
Posts 386 |
Dear Bodger, Thanks for making us think! |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
Very true Dave. Does make you wonder. Enjoyed the read. :-) Until he extends the circle of his compassion to all living things, |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I like that...very cool write Dave |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
We have to stop this mentality that wont let people get on with their daily lifes Megolomanics in need of a brain job can only have money if some other idiot Cant understand That maybe owning Chelsea or Fulham injures less people per exchange currency per ego Dave |
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jennifer101 New Member
since 2006-04-29
Posts 8texas usa |
well dave your poem reads of truth and humor why so blunt? |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
It seems to have become the rule that genuine reporters can be killed, words and the outlets controlled - UK, Thailand, Iran, Iraq People hounded for writing truth and honoured for toeing a party line when it isn't the truth that matters but who you support. Attacking and threatening those who disagree with you, rather than having the courage to learn. The poem started because my mind moved to someone who having written something might then be hunted because they spoke the truth, and the feelings they might feel as others who felt the same, were dealt with. I am not of any pro or anti war, or tabloids where people can be assaulted by cameras etc I just felt that with people speaking the truth being killed around the world that some words came into my head and I wrote dave |
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