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Paddy Martin Nov 2010
A Corpse amongst the corpses
in this God forsaken place.
No love to come and hold me,
no lips to kiss my face.

With rigid grasp I hold
the gun my country gave me.
Frozen on my lips the prayer,
I had hoped would save me.

Both a brightly coloured parrot,
that sqawks the coming dawn
and the wondeous scent of eucalypt
are from me ever gone.

Here between the limbless soldiers
in a land that widows dread.
Here I'll dwell forever,
with all the unknown dead.

Until the battlefields are covered,
with a gown of emerald green,
to hide away the image
of the horrors they have seen.

Until war's thunder ceases.
until man's hatred is all gone,
no brightly coloured parrot
shall sqawk the coming of the dawn.

(c) 23/08/2009
To my father who survived The Western Front in 1917
Still tryna stand on cloud nine write against the ills of mankind
It's sunshine even though the darkness filled the skylines
Feel me flow past a tidal waves see the enemies craved grave
Instincts blink let society sink til they become crystal pink
On the brink it's hard to stay clean when every where stinks
Friends are foes happiness woes snows for mental glows
It shows this place ain't nothing but heaven hells face misplaced
My race still tryna get first place off the last runners pace grace
Used to be amazing now the blunts amazing grass got me phasing
Through stages of life thoughts holding ransom as I phantom
With rap opera flows copping into ya mental opening portals
Portfolio secrecy perfected through hidden imagery infamous
Who could **** with us ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Trust once the heat bust pelvises is ****** turned on by deaths lust


Sqawks of a chicken hawk pump Reebok wise as Spock
Check the tick tocks it past ya time slot time for body rots
Death crusades renegade bleed never through a blade
Millions of demons in my head cropping brigades raids
The average Ben savage since my wonder years no tears
Invoke fear to my unknown and known peers as I steer
The game into resurrection soul collections no disrespectin'
Dons Luciano play keys harder than Fats Domino crucial scenarios
Watch for the Oreos playing down for the gitgo life of a ******
Beethoven melody disciple mental connected shooting rifles
Spirals a draining effect birth through celibacy infants
Hearts in it to win it backwards forwards talked I sly stys
Laid upon third eyes of spies double up on ya pies rise
My black enterprise feeling wise hung with thugged guys
Girls too rendezvous trillion dollar crew underground zoo
Watch for the bug a boos juice crews down by Riverside
Rivers that's where we slide bodies disappear like Gotti shotti
Keep it surpressed on ya vest see how many souls manifest what??

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