One day I saw you
pale skin, brown hair and everything's gold
brown eyes and blue sky matched well.

'Who is he?' I asked my self, bravely took a step forward to make sure you were a human being.
You were, indeed, a human being.

All the girls acted dumb and you were like a cactus erected deep to the really wet ground. Steady, dangerous but dying.
All the boys looking like you, jealous.
They were the plants grew on dry ground.
They need water for living.

and all the dumb girls
they wouldn't leave until the death of the steady cactus
money was all you have
and everything else i didn't really need
Kept watching your deathbed

I thought it'll be entertaining
Thinking you were like the others
dumb, and dumb, and dumb.

Oh no! I felt something on my cheeks
Wet and salt I taste and wet
Tears? Was it tears?
The lightning strucked to the center of my heart,
I didn't enjoy this.

Your deathbed was my deathbed
I was in terrible pain
But why?

And did you know?
The reason off the pain that i felt?
It's because
I fell in love with a dying cactus
Dying
Cactus.

You idiots!
You unconscionable poltroons!
Your minds have the intelligence
Of helium filled balloons!
You had a chance to save us
But when it came down to the wire
You chose to let a circus clown
Win the race and play with fire.

Who could know you have learned
Nothing at all from before
When you elected those two morons
Run the show while you snored?
Who could guess that people who
Claim to be so Christian and good,
Would act like from the ears up
They were made entirely of wood?

You imbeciles!
Do you not see what you have done?
You chose a man who seems to think
Lying and embezzling are great fun.
You did not choose the candidate
With experience and knowledge;
You chose the guy who swindled those
Who signed up for his bogus college!

Millions of us with wisdom predicted
This man who praises Vladimir Putin
Would want to start World War Three
Because he is so fond of shooting!
He thinks, without a bit of experience,
He can simply put on another act
And all the rest of the world will
See his mad delusions as facts.

You chowderheads!
You have sold your country out!
Later when it all falls apart
You'll blame someone else and pout.
Now you cheer and chant USA,
And pretend you are so ****** brave
The rest of us fear for the world
And hope there is something to save.

By Arcassin Burnham


Don't let your food get cold in these cold days,
Not what my mom told me or anyone in my family
For that matter,
I'm in my right mind I don't really need a therapist,
Working on a hypothesis to be an ignorant *****,
Trying to make people hate me with false accusations which,
Won't do good for you in the long run for your life is in abyss,
Intentions were cruel, the world is so doomed,
Laughing at us,
Worry about you and whoever else is around because,
In midst of darkness knowing you could make it special (special)
You could make it special (special),
You could make it special (special),
Won't be no wealth collected,
We'll be poor and defenceless,
Be careful who you keep close to you with this independence,
My family never listens to me , now here comes the end and,
Don't make me say I told you so in utter hopes to really hope
That we could make it out alive due to your petty ignorance,
Free thinker , Glad To Say I'm Very Gifted,

In The Center Of Wickedness , You Could Make It Special,
Knowing God Is The King Yeah He Could Make It Special....
You could make it special (special).....
Keep Your Faith By Your side And You Could Make It Special,
There's No Fear In Your Eyes If You Believe You're Special.....
You could make it special (special),

While You Rappers rocking Jesus pieces,
We'll be turned to pieces leaking from the depth of being
Deceived by a demonic doubtful reason that you've brung
Upon us hoping this would control a population of people unaware
Of what you got going on,
Very strong, who you leaning on,
Is it true protectors,
Having a wall built around us so we can't fly with feathers,
What kind of vision is this,
We can not condone in this,
The tapestry is off a little bit of this idealist,
Are there just ******* pessimists?,
Trying to see you fall down like peasants you're meant to be,
Learning all the secrets and plans of the enemy,
Words alone remind you of the world that it needs to be,
Bad intentions is where the road to hell is paid usually,
A good friend taught me that in a state of being consciously,
Aware of everything and anything that comes around me,
Glad to say we're Gifted, this is not the end of you and me,

In The Center Of Wickedness , You Could Make It Special,
Knowing God Is The King Yeah He Could Make It Special....
You could make it special (special).....
Keep Your Faith By Your side And You Could Make It Special,
There's No Fear In Your Eyes If You Believe You're Special.....
You could make it special (special).

Devastation is
realizing you’ll never be
enough for yourself.

They climb up each wall, curved like the sun's breast,

At sunrise.

Then crawl, listless, to the rough ledge

To commit suicide.

They plummet.

Taking my aspirations as they dive.

Two teardrops with crushed hearts,

And, now, crushed heads.

Sunset.

A tiredness has seeped into my bones
My arms and legs are so heavy, they feel like stones
Can hardly keep my eye's open, they keep drifting closed
Not a good thing driving ninety down the road

Should I pull over, or just press on
Maybe I'll end up on the families lawn
Or drift off and hit a tree
Make a gory mess of me

Either one sounds just fine
Wonder what the morning light will find
What will be my final devastation
I speed up to find out which will be my final destination