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 Aug 2014 Sameer Denzi
Juneau
The public should be wiser,
our wealth controlled by misers.
Breed more sheep for the pasture,
bow down before the master.

When it comes to worldly knowledge,
you don't need to go to college.
Scare tactics promote the system,
tie us down in neo-serfdom.

An age in great need of regression,
back before the planets oppression.
We all get weaker by the hour,
lets rise up and take back the power.

So let us tear up all the concrete,
we will once again sow the Earth.
Rip the ruling class from their seat,
chaos will bring us our rebirth.
April 8, 2012
Eighth
And yes, I won't be afraid anymore
      Of the ghosts and the demons
      Of thorns and blades
      Of fires and stones
      Of poisons
      Of death

Me amor
I will love you 'til the end
And if this lifetime is not enough
I will still plea for another lifetime
Just to be with you

Faith is our only weapon
Fear is our enemy
But nothing will beat us
If we have faith
In God and in our love.
For the ones who truly love...
What makes it ?

brick concrete
paints tiles
happy faces
joyous smiles

sadness mirth
decor art
death and birth
broken heart

an off road nest
for flyer's rest
living hour
sweet and sour

a gifted cause
for lodging pause

what makes it ?**

a home ?
cry until you cant
look at the pit in your chest
plant something better
Don't know where she is on this day
the world though small she's too far
years have traveled a long way
and she was sixteen when I last saw her!

Can't imagine her a grown woman
with shades of grey wrinkled skin
my time with her so fast ran
and I had seen her last at sixteen!

Does she sing a line of the love song
in a forlorn night remember
a boy lost to her for too long
and she was sixteen when I last saw her!

Can't imagine any older she could be
the girl a lover could have been
but the winds blew her too quickly
and I had seen her last at sixteen!
 Aug 2014 Sameer Denzi
Louise
Solitary bricks,
walls
ripped apart
It mirrors
how I once felt.
Each piece
reflects
forgotten moments,
they flash before me.
I smile,  painfully
but the memories are soon gone.
I cling though,
unable to release
this ****** habit.
The 'moments'
fade too quickly
yet frequent my mind
frequently.
It is 'meant to be'.
Solitary bricks
scrambled upon the ground
chaotic,  unregimented
resembling a mind, crumbling
and a heart, broken.
 Aug 2014 Sameer Denzi
Born
It's about time i appreciate
appreciate things
things that i do have
the ones i don't,and
and the love i get
 Aug 2014 Sameer Denzi
Paula Lee
Lay me down and love me
I'll make you forget her for the night,
Forget just for this evening
Lay me down and hold me tight.

Don't you know I want to girl
but I can't turn off my heart'
not even for an evening girl
it would end before we even start.

Lay me down and love me anyway
I've waited Oh so long for you!
I'll make you forget her, I know I can
Lay me down and love me, I NEED you too.

Don't you know I want to girl
but It just wouldn't be fair,
Not even for an evening girl
"She" would still be there!

Please Lay me down and Love me anyway!
This was not a collaboration!
 Aug 2014 Sameer Denzi
Joe Cole
When I was 10, maybe 11 we had a cat
A big old ginger tom
I don't think he ever saw a vet and he probably fathered hundreds of kittens
He hardly had any ears, they were so notched and torn, scars over his amber eyes
Anyway, our holiday fun was in the fields and woods
He would catch young rabbits and we would skin and gut them
Spit roast them over an open fire
Yes even at that age we could prepare a rabbit
After all we'd watched mother do it dozens of times
That old ginger tom always got his share
Come school time he would walk the mile and a half with us to the bus stop
And always meet us there when we came home
He was a flea bitten tick ridden scabby old thing
But he was family
1961 I joined the army and he saw me off at the door
That was the last time I ever saw that old boy
This is a true story from my childhood
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