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Raw Rage(Can't Stand This)
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Raw Rage(Can't Stand This) |
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Def-init Member
since 2008-12-03
Posts 186Toronto, Canada |
Bloody tears, life of a King, a life full of material things. Strength through devil wings, Keep adversaries at arm's length with linguistic strings I see myself as a barbarian. Conan with a scythe screaming action, An earthen demon, The evil harbinger of death stalking random people. I work with the youth. It frightens me, seeing them crudely, seeking substance in hope's dirty laundry, The fact is I know that civilization's children face setbacks, smashed in windows and foot tracks. Stolen lunch money, put downs that others think are funny. The same humanity that lacked peace and morality, slaughtered the monkeys and conquered the planet savagely. Now, we are raping the planet vividly, stripping it, leaving it raw and naked. I hate it, like feeling the body injected with venom Prayed for it, like after reading about the Witch trials in Salem. I wish the Druids would come back and resurrect it I wish it was Autumn with all the flowers in blossom I wish people's social statues wasn't defined by the position on a totem. My poems allow me to speak to you. Never bash you down, cripple or hurt you. So when I say so, swing the pendulum! Don’t fear its rhythm, just view the blood soaked spectrum. Symptom's of the system... The lack of values considered wholesome... The fact we like the guns that glisten. Traditional blood feuds over ownership on broken land Jewels with the lustrous shine and contempt for man. Passion for one another before responsibility began. A child screaming at the bottom of a garbage can. Fans supporting white hoods labeled 'Ku Klux Klan' Suicide bombers running loose on the sands of the Sudan A lawman cooking rock in a saucepan A madman shooting up schools than playing hangman OMG I cant stand this, man. Cant stand that I can write so dark on a constant basis Cant stand that life fuels this anger Cant stand that military bases get to store fuel, and I cant even drive to my ****in job. Cant even afford the basics, my ears miss cotton swabs. Cant afford to help myself let alone anyone else. So I will help myself to whatever yeah got. Thought long and hard about where I will end up. Forgot about it just as fast. Forgot about the sermons my past invested in mass!!! - If I cant bend Heaven, I shall move Hell - |
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Rocheal Junior Member
since 2009-03-15
Posts 25 |
"Thought long and hard about where I will end up. Forgot about it just as fast." Awesome. |
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