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 Jul 2016
Thomas
When I die I want to have one of those really sad funerals,
I heard and seen many different burials,
I want a casket,
I want people to dress in suits that are black,
Anyone who doesn't have one,
Buy one for them,
I want everyone here for my funeral,
I want the whole city to come and see,
I want the whole country to come and see,
I want the whole world to come and see,
But at my funeral it will be just me,
Dead,
Alone,
It's a poem
 Jul 2016
GaryFairy
this whole human race is crazy
I walk upon a ground that craves me
no one ever said that this world would please you
and no one sees you

it really isn't hard to please me
but the beginning or the end ain't easy
just a due to be paid to the ground that craves you
and no one saves you
inspired by a Facebook page
 Jul 2016
Ananye Krishna
The inability to comprehend

What hits the others

Living under the assumption 

That it's all a charade

Considering the fact to be odd

That there can be a side another

Labelling all else

As beyond the acceptable

If they show angst

At being wronged on and on

Then that is being a traitor

Because there is a mold

That which doesn't fit

Has got to get chipped 

Irrespective of the wish

Pushed in they always are

But doesn't matter does it

Throwing stones at the deaf man's door
 Jul 2016
SøułSurvivør
Counting up the rhymes
Within the gears are clicking
The years redeeming time

I see beleaguered multitudes
I realize the cost
The confusion of the children
The Weeping of the Lost

I do not want to frighten you
Don't want your hope to die
But I cannot see you uninformed
Believing outright lies!

12 midnight is about to ****
Look around. You'll see the signs.
The world's a ticking time bomb

And it's 11:59...

*tick

tick

tick

tick

(?)
... making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil."
Ephesians 5:16

You may be wondering about my last several poems. It is my conviction that I'd be a Watchman on the wall. I tried to stay away from this type of work. But I can't. If I were actually a Watchman in biblical times and I didn't warn the people of Danger, I would have been killed. I feel the weight inside of my heart killing me by degrees. I don't want to offend anybody. I just want to let you know that something is around the bend and it's nothing Nice...

In God you have some protection. Without Him you are bereft. Your government won't help you. The power won't help you. Money won't help you. Only God. Please. Just think about it, okay? Thanks.

♡ Catherine

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 Jul 2016
Sam Temple
electric tingle travels spinally
and I exhale a breath 17 years held
double dose gel cap
freed again through LSD ~

vibrating with bass drops
howling without control
fixated on raindrops sliding
along glass
behind the pane
wet leaves tremble /

furrows of worry smooth
deep inhalation
and memories of peaceful transgression
replace twitching eye lid
and monetary concern ~

having forgotten my old self
what a pleasure it is to see me
again /
 Jul 2016
Walter W Hoelbling
they are different
    just look at them
their skin color  their clothing  their speech
their customs   the way they move their bodies

we like them as tourists
they leave money in our country
and then go home again

if they buy the house next to us
THAT’s different

it takes a conscious effort
to see them not as aliens
    but as our neighbors

lest we become aware
that all of us are aliens
in most countries of our globe
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