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Maybe there WILL BE a tomorrow


!!!


( it'd surprise the hell outta me , though ! )

><

VULTURE HILL

::

The only name

Of the only MOVIE left to see

!!


We


??


we the only words of the song

)(

The bird in the cage ?

he knows it's time to fly

)(

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break down ******
Break down        ****** you

Break down ******
Over and over again


Break down
Break down

Break down ****** you

Break down ******

Over and over again



White ****** black ******

Everyone a ******

Crawling neath the table
Of the corporate man

Hey ******
Why don't YE a grow a little bigger


Get off your knees

And take a stand

Break down
Break down


Break down ****** you

Break down the ****** inside of you

Break down the ******

and know  the truth


Over and over again  




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YOU ... (!)

the pseudo poetic scapegoat for our

Ills

To whom we address our " love " towards

As a means of obscuring our real

Experiences

•

A poetic device that turns all poetry

Into pure manure

//


( YOU ... Responds )



" I don't know you

You don't know me

//

We never loved each other !

( if you ever really loved me or anyone

You wouldn't write about it as you do )


You try to make me appear at fault because

Your whole life is phony

You are too paralyzed with fear to dare try

To grow up

So over & over

You wallow pathetically

Year after year

Decade after decade

In maudlin self pity

In a shared attempt

To become

Non existent

And numb

.

I do not grieve your pain


I just find your reliance on lies about me

A form of death


Let the dead bury the dead !

//

Most of you are dead


As you praise each other's ugly fear

And call childish games

Reality

//

We never met

We shall not meet

You shall die as you live

In the loneliness of your deceit



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My dear humanity



What is there

( really )

To talk about

//


in the wild morning

Should a dream appear

A truth about love

A vision of a lover or a saint

We would certainly all run away


••

Lost and alone

Seems normal now

•


Naked and Enchained

//


In the free breath

In the holy wind


We seem to be seeking

A kinder  master who

Won't beat us so bad

As was done yesterday

O

Oh

O


What is there to say

To one who only wants

To be

Left alone in servitude


I see


I see

You so proudly

Show

The world

Your scars and chains

.



Knowing you are sitting there

Watching the world die


Does not inspire me to

Read your love  poems

••

LOVE POEMS ?

( well

*** POEMS

would be more accurate )

••

Why are you all so lame ?




.

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So lost in these days of oblivion

~ )( ~

Wanders

Field where dreams


Were meant to be

Freedom

&


Shelter

:::


Gone        Gone

::

The world

Has lost its sense of         Nurture

Just a

Corporate Monstrosity

""


Come away child

Come away

Come away child

COMPLETELY

////

we have become

Masters

of

Mediocrity !!!!!



Looking for love  .... !!!!


That we know just can never be


•

while we just make excuses

For our fearfulness

Afraid of really facing the day

And the death rattle
It has become


::

Where love is an impossibility

••


Little child


The terror ain't goin away

•

Stand up with your sister & brother

If you don't you'll never

Find a lover




.

.



I really love ya baby !


You said you were mine

Like I am yours

But you lied !

oh

To see your sweet face again !


To melt into your eyes!


To feel your arms around  me !


But the most important part is knowing

That my brother and sister poets here on HP

Will feel sorry for me


THAT ! ..... Is my world !

THAT ! ..... Is my life

//so //

( all you killer psychos out there )

DO YOUR THING !

I'm a HP poet !


I'm just into .. ME

( & my love for some dude I call .... YOU)

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Hearing the children scream


( watchin you die )


LIKE ITS NO BIG DEAL


##

mothers and fathers

Watching tee vee

//

The winds blow through the trees

The dreams are torn asunder

The kids

Looking for a       Spell

To fall under

••

( zombies

Prepare for the feast )

::::


Graveyard song


We share our ***** and *******

And nothing else



And these


In the most disgusting ways


|||

Terrorists

Look around !


But we are more afraid

Of each other

And of truly

Seeing

Ourselves

••

The stink of your uselessness

The stench of inevitability

Meaningless love

Meaningless life


Brutal ugly death


••

On the hill


I used to see the pilgrims on  the road

Now all I see is you


••

Lonliness

we share our **** so fully keen

To harm every

Body else

//

We follow

Mommy / Daddy to hell

•


Eating the **** we find on the street


::

We call ourselves poets

To

**** the world



.

'




A

Song on the breeze


A child of the

Meadowlands


Where the


Wild flowers

Breathe



"  •• "
~~


Oh soul ( dear mother ! )

:/:

I am

A poor gentle man

::

Why am I afraid

Of the police ?


)(


Gentle girl


Born into a world


Of impure fanatacism

Called religion

//

come

Walk and talk to me

""
• """

I turned on the tee vee

Screaming
Yelling

Was it the Terrorism !

No


Just the political debates

(A form of religion )

••

Then I watched

ULTIMATE FIGHTING

for awhile

then (?)

Hours of ******* !

//

Such a civilizing day !!

••


••


terrorism

••

••

••

Gentle girl


Oh yes


So very gentle



.

.



and today

                                                   ( amid the burnings )

• •                                                            

• •


the wild free insanity


The joy of unmuted callous indifference

The harsh knife

The fake love


••


We used to lynch black people here

Now we simply let policemen shoot them

We are becoming civilized

#

Little joey joined the army


Go joey ! Go !

)(

The moon shines brightly over the fields



Come home joey !  Please come home !



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