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On the side of the hill

In the middle of war

Something is wrong here

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They are in love

There they are

The ones in love

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Freedom has a silent song

A note here.   A note there

So that you can find the way

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They drug him from his house and beat him up

He almost died

And then he died



She loves him so !

But he isn't married

Thus his mistress she cannot be

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Little i am

Little I crave

Walking around

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Onward to Moscow !

what ? Is Edward Snowden there   ?

Young child with a red balloon
one day we're going to see each other again
and we'll go out to eat to catch up

and you'll be trying to decide what to pick off the menu
     because you've always been indecisive when ordering

and I'll have already chosen what I wanted
     because I always pick out what to have before I get to the restaurant

and you'll chose and I'll order and you'll talk and I'll laugh and the food will come

and I won't be able to eat

Because throughout the whole night, all the thinking and the talking and the laughing

the whole time

all I have been thinking about is the way you used to look at me
God, I'm saying a prayer
for those in pain,
for those who grieve
and those in chains.
I'm asking for mercy
for the innocents who've
died by the scores
and for those far away from home,
fighting a war.
Please help the homeless
whose beds are made of stone,
those out of work,
and those who are alone.
Ease the suffering of
the victims
that no one can hear,
the battered wives and children
who're drowning in tears.
Wrap your loving arms around
the aged, ill, and meek.
Give strength and hope
to the suffering and we
 Jan 2015 jesse packard
C Davis
As awareness rescinds, (pulls back like the tide)
The screaming grows louder.
(Attention seeker, like a child).
As feet are lifted (atop hardwood
over concrete over bones)
Further from the earth we grow
(And feel.)
How can you hear them? Them, the beasts that protect life, over
All the static ringing electric currents
Flashing lights
?
Still, the water trickles.
(your Sun, still will he rise)
Whily heavy eyelids divert eyes.

Tantrum habits cry dry tears (those who've not been shaken to their core),
Beg for excess shave down years (this is not what it's all for)

Harvest season for the poor
Reaps more than plenty score for score.

Comfort now lies in divisions, don't cross my line! Come, clean my floor!
Up-nose scoffs toward open doors
(You're still welcome forevermore

Earth is not sorry for
Her mess.
You should  
Be sorry for all of yours).




And the world
The world, it spins.
Tonight's tag team match:

Modern Society and Materialism VS. Universal Love and Mother Earth!

Who will come crumbling to destruction first? Tune in at 8pm Eastern this Doomsday to find out.
 Jan 2015 jesse packard
lily
your mouth is several degrees hotter than mine
and the heat was delicious
you devoured me with your lips, teeth, and tongue
it was a bruising kiss that i returned with equal intensity
our lips in an act of passion and possession
 Jan 2015 jesse packard
Diana C
I used to have faith in us.
Late night conversations about travel
and gibberish plans that we knew wouldn't come true.
The moon brought out the dreamers in us.

How awful is it to feel yourself fall out of love
with the perfect person, and not be able to undo it.
like threads of an old sweater ripping at the seams
from all the wear and tear.

And with every fake I love you I utter I feel like i've sinned.
Baby, there's a reason I've suddenly become "too busy",
because if I still loved you I would make time.

And I think we both knew it was inevitable
but I've taught myself how to fall out of love
as easily as falling asleep.
I just have to count the sheepish hearts that I've broken
and you darling, are the one that has hurt me the most.
sincerely, it's my own doing.

Goodnight honey.
"I love you"
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