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stone the bear Apr 2016
where is home?
is it where you used to grow?
But how do you reap if you do not sow?
You must scatter everything to and fro.
I ask again, where is your home?
it might be on the greener side,
but it feels like concrete.
how do you grow?
when quick sand surrounds your feet?
You relax, listen to the story nature has to tell.
we are all of the same kind,
down to every microscopic, functioning cell....

&

then just allow it to move you.
Life is the ebb,
you must choose to be flo.
stone the bear Apr 2016
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indescri-
bible,
colum-
bine.

This launched,
a devious
plan-
something the whole
world needs to
understand:

Society makes its mark,
their wish came true.
&elieve; me when i say
they thought nothing of me
or you.

they only drew you near.
You be-
lieved,
to them,
you we-
re dear.
But then one day, you realized, you were no longer their peer.
Leaving their reputation:
smeared.

You told them your worries
you said them LOUD and clear,
they didn’t give a ****;
instead they riddled you with fear.

they really shouldn't care.
but you had to leave your mark, when
living in their massed produced ware
forced you to spend your days in the dark.

it is true
within everything they do.
they do not really care.
society serves to exploit me
while exploiting you, too.
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So this is where we stand,
among all the **** in the land.
and we still wonder why another man’s grass
is far more grand.

we must eradicate
everything we were told to ever know
do you know the devil
may live within your own
very home?

So many sit and wait
with their message in a bottle,
but what we need to do
is go heavy on the throttle.

Build yourself a sanctuary,
somewhere in merry's land
become Mr. Manson,
or maybe you prefer,
Scarlett Johansson.
my reaction to bowling for Columbine," orchestrated by Michael Moore
  Apr 2016 stone the bear
Adam Long
If your not chasing a dream,
Your living a nightmare
Don't want that?
Then give chase, get out there!
Cameron's a Klingon.

Star trek or Shrek
it's all make believe.

You wanna believe it?
okay,
makes your day
I make my play and
vote with my coat on
I'm gone.
Explain the rules,
All you callous ghouls,
What are rules?
Power games for you,
One way traffic, you see,
Why are you exploiting me?
Why can't you get someone better?
Write me your rules in a letter!
So, you callous ghouls,
You explain your rules,
Maybe there are no rules,
You made it up to suit you,
You write down your rules!
Feedback welcome.
O noble muse, where perched thou singing?
And in what ear, upon what summer's day?
When our bard begot this, his least good play?
Your graces to some other were bringing,
To prose and verse with beauty adorned;
For, on sitting down to read this once again,
I see well why this one is scarce performed:
For to read it causes me less joy than pain.
My worthy bard, it is as I did fear:
Of all your plays of ******* and kings equal,
There have been none as good or fine as Lear!
What madness prompted you to try a sequel?
An orchard of fine works you have begotten,
But of your tragic fruit this one is rotten.
A parody of Keat's "On Sitting Down To Read King Lear Once Again" about Shakespeare's least good play.
stone the bear Apr 2016
^
You know,
I had a billion dimes.
Come here and take a look
I've been lucky more than a few times,
I've kept them right here,
in this book!

But if I had
a million dollars,
I'd spend it all on you,
See I've brought you all the wild flowers,
just to prove that it was true!

If I had
a million dollars,
of all the places I could see,
I'd travel to the ancient towers,
and keep you right
beside me.

When I had
a million dollars,
I wished to never die.
i invest in secret powers,
to prove its possible to fly.

*********

I don't need a million dollars,
to keep you safe under my wing.
Although I cannot promise you,
the bitter wind won't sting.

Your smile is worth thousands, darling.
Much akin to fine art.
There's nothing better in this world,
Than to see the glitter of your golden heart.
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