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Curt A Rivard Sr Jun 2013
The Lord is my shepherd he knows what I want
Because I ask him every morning and I ask him every night
He knows I don’t ask for too much and he gives it all in return
After I receive and see the conformation, it’s once again my turn
To prove I can be humble and to prove I can still be one of his chosen one's
Blessing me with a sacred gift, a special one I can never abuse, and the best is,
He lets me filter out the burning rays so I can see right through the sun
Exposing to me a tiny hole in the sky and a bright light flickering on the other side
Many a time my hair stands on its end and I can feel it from head to toe
A light bulb it is for I was told giving fuzzy felling’s it’s all warm when it starts to glow
A mere child I once used to be, watch what it is next now that it is to become of thee
Given me chances I know the risk that is at hand setting up to be a failure is not my plan
There is nothing that I cannot do because I follow all my dreams
and all my visions like they are a perfect blue print plan that has been layed out before me.
(SirCARSr 6-03-13)
Curt A Rivard Sr May 2013
I wish I were a Pharaoh, and you were my Queen
So we then can live in a pyramid together when we pass on.
When our bodies lie stretched out in sleep,
Upon the walls is sketched-
The last appointment our patient souls must keep.
Like mummies that have been wrapped ever so tight
I wish we would never be disturbed
Not even by a single ray or a beam of light
Plunder my tomb and you better be ready for a death fight
I am a mad man genius and my madness goes long into the night
I’d also be sure that the hieroglyphics’ would say
That we would be wrapped tightly together,
And all our worldly possessions be left behind to our children
For the only thing we would need in the afterlife is…
Each other.

(SirCARSr. 2001)
Curt A Rivard Sr May 2013
Revealing secrets to me from the lessons I have learned all along the way
I ask for wisdom, knowledge, and an answer to life’s many mysteries when I pray.
I harbor no animosity sad or happy and it’s true, but I am jealous of the dead
Remembering all their mortal faces they took with them forever now fill my head
Wishing and wanting to join them every day is one of the reason’s I am still alive
For without that single one insanely crazy desire there is no way I can strive
Gaining momentum this ball keeps rolling and rolling and faster and faster
Breaking barriers like never before it’s a good thing because I’m now full of laughter
Felling the greedy power now from the opposition at an all-time high
I Came out of the gutter but I’m going to the top I tell you all and that’s no lie
Seeing things happening before they do what is going on with me?
Picking up the pieces I’m building my life’s puzzle I can see it, it’s a key
De ’ja’ vu I’m always stuck in it and I hold the strength of the sixth sense
Speaking the same words before you can get them out, trust it’s no coincidence
Unlocking doors one by one and rewarded each time GOD this is so much fun
Someday I will look back on my life and be so proud at what I had done
(SirCARSr 5-20-13)
Curt A Rivard Sr May 2013
Stunned and she’s hanging by her tail
Delivering a treat to eat like a piece of mail
Winding up like a spring coiled up inside
Frozen with fright for she can’t hide
In the Garden of Eden that is where she lied
She can’t escape now because there is nowhere to hide
Snatching out my hand with the quickness
Only I can watch no one else can ever witness
If you could see you wouldn’t want to miss
Squeezing the living life out as if the dark reaper
All the sight to me is a given keeper
Once the last stretch is now near
Like closing the lid on your casket your time is now hear
Inside you are now trapped and with no escape
This is your final doom this is your fate
You can’t escape because it’s your death date.
(SirCARSr 5-17-13)
Curt A Rivard Sr May 2013
I see your left lobe

Grab the handle push it in

Your aspirated.

(SirCARSr. 5-7-13)
Curt A Rivard Sr May 2013
Speak Nothing

Wire up the tool
Shoot them into your dead gums
Twist and snip it flush.
(SirCARSr. 5-07-13)

See Nothing

Pull up the eye lid
Insert the tan eye cap quick
Medusa no more.
(SirCARSr. 5-07-13)

Hear Nothing

Sick blunt force trauma
Pack cotton inside the ears
To soak up the blood.
(SirCARSr. 5-07-13)
Curt A Rivard Sr May 2013
Yes, on your right toe

Is where the tag and string go

Cold from no blood flow.

(SirCARSr. 5-06-13)
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