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Def-init
Member

since 2008-12-03

Posts 186
Toronto, Canada

0 posted 2009-07-27 01:53 PM

It is my birthday today.
so I thought I would make a few poems.

This is the way that we are,
We live free in the dark.
Own the water like sharks,
Smoke cigarettes, throw darts
Watch the pendulum swing in the courts.
Eat without the knife and fork.
Buy cars without the advantage of torque
A Muslim with quick remarks about pork.
Patrol the planets and stars like Kirk

My hood, like the ones in New York
Where one sets the groundwork for many
angry bellies I happen to often see daily.
I rarely quarry when it's grim and grizzly,
When puppies roam the scary streets, sad and lonely.
Hopefully a change will be made, a change for the better.
When a mother doesn’t have to scrounge up change for a shelter

I'm about to change the center of this letter
Switch from author to passenger and take off my armor.
Step out from my bunker, switch from boozer to brighter.
Poetry from the heart has no right way to start.
It's just there, it’s just felt.
It's the sword on your shoulder when knelt.
It's the pelt stripped from a poacher.
It's a garter belt...guarding a woman's passion.

I cash in my old fashion,
with compassion for the poor population I see before me,
I take to the skies with the airmen.
The last bastion of good faith.
My last apparition, a wraith.
My eighth life, lived in combat.
A shadow that's laughing at a new world order,
valued at nothing more than a chinchilla rat

Now picture that,
stuck on the border between living in heaven or hell.
Military personnel, I wish you a word of farewell.
Run like the wind and Gazelle.
Don’t get hit, even by a single shell.
Don’t get sick, not enough white cells.
Killed in cold blood, within the foreign fields they lay.
The flowers bud, kids kick over tombstones
and drag them through mud,
but hey we can't all be blessed like Noah during the flood.
As you read my words on your liquid crystal display
I will bid you farewell in a heartfelt way,
as I go and drink alone......on my 28th birthday!

- If I cant bend Heaven, I shall move Hell -

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

1 posted 2009-07-27 02:46 PM

This read like a good rap song, actually. Happy Birthday, and if you are going drinking, you are never alone I am sure! Huge difference between being lonely and alone. I happen to love the latter.

Again, Happy Birthday.

Swisha
Junior Member

since 2009-07-22

Posts 32

2 posted 2009-08-07 02:48 PM

I like it, some of your metaphors crack me up, but as always, a good read and a good write.

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