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Go across my gate
And i will know your name
And i will get my shotgun
And eliminate your vein

Trespass on my land
And you will not know your fate
Until you start to lose your mind
When you start to bleed and fade

My land is wet
With blood of the fallen
Done in by my hand
Start moving, stop stalling

Trespass on wet land
And you will fall as well
And join your fallen comrades
Join them down in hell

For my shotgun is war
And my finger, be politics
Your vanity, vengeance
My mind, corrupt government

This is how the world works
This, humanity at its core
All of us, in vengeance
We are damning ourselves more.
quit while your ahead, forgive your enemy, and be well
My soul does not belong to god
Nor will it go to hell,
I will keep my soul my own
For eternity by myself,
For if a heavenly light should call
And beckon me to a door,
I will close my eyes on earth
And fall asleep forevermore,
My life serves very well insane
And so, insane i am
Heaven cannot cure my mind
Without making me a different man,
And with no hardship, with no war
And with no famine, or flaws,
A few short years in paradise
And my character will be gone
please don't be offended, this is my view of heaven, and it is not intended to offend anyone, i'm a humanitarian atheist so i'm very secular but i occasionaly like to write a religious poem
Love is a beacon of light
in a cold dark lonely place
yet often it can Start a fight
but still be Seen with grace
love will Not abandon you
although it may evolve
as long as you love others too
there is your resolve
love is Not an Iron block
you can throw against a wall
mostly it is week and fragile
and sometimes very small
love is Not immortality
like some poets may say
One day it will seize to be
but thats what makes it great
So cherish love with understanding
But please dont throw a Fit
everything will have its ending
just Know it will be missed.
Sometimes love lasts but in todays world just enjoy while it does
Religion is a tool of man
But this i think you understand
God may be a memory
If mankind would only flee
And then his wrath would not exist
Religion is but a closed fist
Its been useful to us thus far
But now Allah wants us to spar
If we quit while we’re ahead
Maybe we won't all end up dead
But for those with faith stronger than an ox
To you, i salute thee, but also throw rocks
For now you have a choice to make
Do to this, mankind could break
You can worship your gods and cows
Or join me, and in human kind,
Be proud
this poem combats Christianity, Islam, and Hinduism, so if you are any of those religions please don't read, or don't get offended when you do read, the intent of the poem is to restore faith in humanity more then anything
I really cant say exactly how long its been
no i really cant say, since i've seen a good man
humanities infected with power and greed
we want a lot of things, but there's a million more we need
we need a cup of love, and that much is for sure
we need a righteous heart, for there's not much we can endure
we need a little sympathy for those of us in pain
we need a little empathy for those that are insane
we always want more money, but that can be dismissed
one day when we conquer greed, we may finally have...
Freindship
there's a lot of things wrong with mankind, but i have faith...
we'll get there
Being rightious is a curse
but it is also a blessing
for when the roles are reversed
its often much less stressing
rightiousness is a boat
that floats down a humble river
when good things come to you
dont boast, when Bad arrives,
your pain shant be delivered
rightiousness is proud with an accent
its humble with a dash of pride
turning the other cheek as its meant
from Anger it shall hide
being rightious can save your Soul
and turn judjment into none
in tolerence it has a big role
and is rewarding and lots of fun
So surrend yourself to rightiousmess and youll feel like a thousand bucks
and at night youll sleep and Rest
Knowing your filled with all good stuff
The moon, when it sparkles,
I hold my breath in wait,
and as i wait, i marvel,
at what could be heavens gate,
But then when i start thinking,
I start to wonder why,
yes, why has god start fleeing,
From troubles of human kind,
no, surly god is here,
and he is surly not so cruel,
he will help us through our fears,
for he is all-knowing and merciful.
oh, i wish that this were true
oh, i wish that this were sane,
but if you see what i see too,
you know god is but pain
the moment when you start to question is the moment when you start to understand the most
An eternal light guides me, through thick and through thin,
a light i call poetry, from a dark i call sin,
but i'm not religious, this light is not god,
i will not accept my life, a pre-determined fraud,
no, my light is poem, a metaphor and a rhyme,
these aspects can bring to light humanities crimes,
and although i speak heresy, i also respect those,
yes, those...who have a light of their own
religion isn't the only comfort in this world, there is another light,
and its a lot less crouded
Always a gentlemen
Never a ****
Don't lie, Dont cheat
And don't ever hurt
Fight the temptation
Refuse that desire
Don't be the spark that causes the fire
Speak with ones actions
Fight with one's words
So your characters known
As a man to be heard
never forget yourself, and always let others in line first
Forgive yourself, even when they won't
For they dont always understand
When words are tossed about like stones
And you don't know if you can
When lies are spread like a wild fire
When your friends are blinded by fear
Even when you’re indescribably tired
And you can even manage a tear
Forgive yourself, Even when they don't
Your old life will be back soon
Nothing is unforgivable
Oh! And be humble and righteous too!
this is my favorite of all the poetry i've written because it applies so often, and leads to a better life
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