poetry...
April 24, 1915
Perspective 1:
I have visited their encampments and a more pitiable sight cannot be imagined/
Perspective 2
They are, almost without exception, ragged, hungry and sickened/
P1
On the road for 2 months with no change of clothing, no chance to bathe, no shelter and little to eat/
P2
The Elites showed no mercy, pushing them beneath their feet/
P1
Slaughtered and destroyed, wild animals could not be worse/
P2
Wanting food, they were attacked with clubs...what a curse/
P1
Children beaten and thrown in rivers, woman with open wounds lying on the streets/
P2
Watching these "Elites", these things could not be human beings/
P1
There movement seems to be the most organized and effective massacre in history/
P2
The greatest most pathetic, and most arbitrary tradgedy ever seen/
P1
After this, the same thing happened in the 1940's/
P2
Only time will tell, fill the history books with unimaginable stories/
The Armenian Genocide
POST ANOTHER..ONLY THIS TIME..ITS A SONG FROM THE 70'S
i feel so bad, ive got a worried mind
i'm so lonesome all the time,
since i left my baby behind..on blue bayou
saving nickles and dimes
workin' till the sun don't shine
looking foward to happier times, on blue bayou
I'M GOING BACK SOME DAY, COME WITH ME TO BLUE BAYOU
where you sleep all day and the catfish playon blue bayou
all those fishin' boats with their sails afloat
if i could onlu see that faniliar sunrise
through sleepy eyes, how happy i'd be
all to see my baby again, time to be with some of my friends,
maybe i'd be happy then..on blue bayou
I'M GOING BACK SOME DAY; GOING TO STAY ON BLUE BAYOU, WHERE THE FOLKS ARE KIND AND THE WORLD IS MINE..ON BLUE BAYOU
Ahh, that girl of mine, by my side, silver moon and evening tide, or some sweet day gonna take away this hurtin' inside..i'll never be blue..my dreams come true..ON BLUE BAYOU
(
Evolution
eating fish with visions
thinking of paradoxical decisions
should i become a magician?
so i can make things disappear in different divions
or should i become a psycho and start cutting myself...insicions
so many decisions...yet each can lead to different collisions
should i have split personalities...like a cell division
or am i just speaking out of my ass like stupidity shown on televisions
should i fly to the skies and beat down Apollo just to take his lyre
thank god im not like Kanye West, speaking throught the wire
we go through life, admiring others, inspired yet we start fires
humans have the nature to search for the darkest sapphire
but we end up looking like dumbass' fighting with air
we destroy to continue, and we cannot repair
philosophers made us think deeper like Voltaire
but most people go through life unaware
that there is a whole world out there
social and domestic affairs everywhere
only time will tell, but now we cannot just stand and stare
at the sky because there is an entire life out there
from Black bears to Arctic hares
so dont let time pass for hair to grow on your back
political hacks, make people get off track
people dying due to air attacks
children dont understand, just playing jumping jack
or with their toy tanks
will imagination improve us or remove us
from this planet, because what we are doing is unfair
because the Earth gave us life and we abbuse it with electric chairs
death penalty, we dont see the underlying message it isn't fair
people use religion to solve problems by Godly prayers
the media makes people think they need to be playas
gangstas, and pimps, but people are trapped in cyclones
slowly pulling out their skins and bones
education is the key to sucess as many have said
but most walk in darkness blind and brain dead
not understanding what is the meaning of life
because the answer to that is not holding a knife
the meaning of life is morality
but how the ***k do we know what is right or wrong
i can continue this all day long
with different perspectives, but ethics isn't always right
people lie, cheat and kill just to make others think they are ill
standing still, flipping dead bodies on a grill
reading skulls just to see the future
is there a reason for everything
must be, but life is dangerous like a scorpion sting
-HockeyHorror
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