**** slidin out ma ***
Squirts of liquid and spurts of gas
Constraining my face
To push it out and away
That lil **** hangin from ma hole
It's almost like it's got a soul
I shake it off quick
That ******* stick
And then it goes plop
Down in the **** ***
Wash it away, with tears and say
"Urrrrgea, that was a big one aye?"
Then flush it down
And watch it fade away

Revive me when i send for hell
I don't deserve this hate
I'm capable of good as well
Please i must be saved
Hear me and my Scornful cry
I dont deserve to die…

Compromise?
Yes :)
Conclusion?
Its complicated
Relationship?
Kinda
Happy?
Actually...yes :)
And her?
I think so
What next?
Live like there is no tomorrow
And her?
Love me as best she can, for as long as she can
Plans for the future?
Still get married, move to canada, have kids, grow old together and die in each others arms

courage is a soldier who defends his home with might
rage is a warrior who fights without foresight
courage is the blessed soul who knows when what is right
rage is a flawed man, who gives his life with spite

I read her prose about love and what not
And yet what goes through my mind is but a thought
Love is not sacrifice like she says on the page
It is not giving up because you can not be engaged
Love is being whole with someone so close
It is being friendly and being a good host
Its sharing your stories and praising her name
Critically judging as she’ll do the same
But you're both better for “it”
And “it” will be missed

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

Gift to me my solitude please
I regret to inform you that you must leave
Your walking all over my “unholy place”
Not “unholy” as in Satan
It’s more like disgrace
I want to be left in my peace
I've done some bad things, got grit in my teeth
So leave me now, i wont ask again
Leave me, for i am not a good man.

someday i will be a man
with a kind and righteous heart
even when love does not find me
i'll still have a lovely start
for although i’m not a charmer
and although i am insane
a righteous light may guide me
through the shadows of resentment and pain

Don't scorn them when they call for blood
For they don't know any better
Let them live their pitiful lives
With a dark and hateful center
Cherish them as you would a child
For they cannot be helped
Give them pity and give them peace
And be your righteous self

The wabanaki tyrants
A threat that's come and gone
mercy luis’s family
now butchered like a hog
16 years now have past
and trials on its way
guilty is as guilty's charged
its barrows turn to play
20 victims laid to rest
20 “witches” hanged
180 more accused
from 93’ and 92’
but many more to blame
for the vessels of the Salem ways
now cold and heartless souls
accusing innocent lives, for shame!
now unfair trials we shall hold...

The Shadow of Regret is cast upon my soul
I wished to give resentment up so, so, long ago
and yet it seems i've still not found glory in my goal
Redemption will not find me heer til’ i regain control
Restitution is the light by which my shadows cast
a light which i shall never know and shall never outlast
The burden laid before me is to much to overcome
and although the odds are stacked against me, still i will not run

my love waits on the rising sun
beyond the sea and tides
shes knows no boundary fears no harm
and knows not of my crime

my loves waits on the throne of my heart
and in my mortal soul
i know she will sit there again
when life has taken its toll

my love swims in the fountain of youth
her spirit does not die
even when she fades away
her memory will stay mine

and even though her path is harsh
she will shine forever
cause now you know the love i've shown
and we will shine together

my love will never back away
from a fight or from a cause
my love does care too much for me
and for that she'll never stop

my love reflects in the waters of life
magnificent as the stars
she's as innocent as a puppy dog
and is more beautiful than the heavens are

my love is not just a legend
the perfect woman, and kind
one day we will be married and then
she'll be mine and only mine

and even though her path is harsh
she will shine forever
cuz now you know the love i've shown
and we will shine together

my love is a mockingjay
shes free and full of pride
my love soon will be with me
and soon she'll be my wife

my love is the rocky mountains
shes sturdy like a tree
and even through her oppression
she and i will be

my love she is the clear blue sky
shell drive away a cloud of gloom
and with her ill be happy evermore
until i reach my tomb

and even though her path is harsh
she will shine forever
cuz now you know the love i've shown
and we will shine together

Show me a word that explains how i feel
Is it guilt, or love, or sorrow, or nil?
Show me an emotion to guide me through life
Whether it be peace, or passion, or pride
Show me a moral i can understand
Be it of religion, or of my fellow man
And then show me death, show me closure, let me reap
But send me not to heaven, nor down into the deep
Send me to sleep

Running for his life, he made his courage known
Turning to try to turn the tide, his strong stance surely shown
Frowning upon the enemy face, he waited for the fight
pounding, stomping around the corner, his foe came into sight
...Questioning the crying kid...
he hug'd his brother tight

Silent and incomprehensable
Unestablished justification
And inconsistant affection

These are the toils that weigh
Upon the heart of my silent,
Beautiful, graceful,
Lovely lamb

And its all my fault
And i can express no greater emotion
Than greif toward such ill occasion
And love
Toward my perfect lamb

Dont keep track of debts or dues
Let live your life of love
Pardon your pride and passion too
And admire what comes from above

There are so many lives and so many stories
so many ways in which you could die for glory
so many kisses and so many stars
so many ways in life to discover who you are
there are so many accomplishments, and yet it remains to see
if you can truly love the life you live
or if your not the person you think you should be

Somebody Calls
And it remains to see
If i know them, good or bad
Or if i can believe...

Somebody Calls
And i can almost know the voice
I could recognize it in my dreams
But only a subconscious choice...

Somebody Calls
And the gears can start to turn
The beautiful voice of an angel boasts
Of  tales where hero's burn

The voice turns dark
Its known to me now
As an angel of death
I can recognize the sound

An angel calls
And shows me a light
A light i would rather live without
A light as dark as night

An angel calls
And i want to run away
But the fear that swells within my heart
Cannot for certain say...

That i am not insane

Some fight for freedom
Some fight for fame
Some fight to oppress the weak
Some fight cause their insane
Some go down with courage
Some go down with fear
Some have gone down because they've given up
Some have gone down right here

when she says she wants to cut
upon the wings of her own feathered emotions
i was ignorant

when she said suicide was the only way out
and she needed a rope to grasp
i was ignorant

when she said she needed me
and i turned my back on her

she was gone

...but no more...

Don't ever get emotional
Don't try to be mature
Try to stay a child for as long as you can endure
Surrender yourself to innocence
Be a playful soul
Try to stay a child for adulthood takes its toll
Be friendly, but be shy
Be arrogant, but be blissful
Try to stay a child for your friends will love you more so

Thinking about suicide
It seams its all not real
The thoughts that infest my swollen mind...the sadness that they feel

A broken heart where none belongs
A tearful eye can see
That this pain has already killed inside, and as death is yet to be...

So much pain and so much hurt
Its all my fault, i acted first
And apeared before a saint
Who looked down on me with strain

Thinking about suicide
Thoughts have never been...
Not since i was 5 years old...
"It is a mortal sin"

When i made a solumn pact
On those thoughts, i would never act
Nothing is ever clear to see
Nothing is a fact

Surrender now for you are not well
you are outnumbered and surrounded by hell

If you don't give, then you will die
alone, and afraid, in the cold, cold night

but don't blame circumstance
for this is your chance

to show what you made of
(please take a stand)

The sky and the sea,
The stars and the trees,
The rain and the sweet melodies,
I love and cherish all these components
That give me sweet dreams and peace

When you read it so often
It’s inscribed into your soul
Maybe its time that its story be told
Start from the start
End at the end
Share it with your fellow men
And they’ll hear it too
And they’ll pass it on
So that all of the world can hear its sweet song

Sympathy for the devil
A phrase we all know
It means to be understanding
Of a man who cant tell

Who cant tell the difference
Between what is good and bad
Who cant desipher the code
And so they live bottled up and sad

It means to take righteous
And stuff it in a box
For its not strong enough,
Barely a bull, or an ox

We need something more
A tank would suffice
A super charged righteous
And even still...on thin ice

It takes a great man
To stand up and say
"Im just as bad as you"
The irony is plain...

How could a man with such talent...
For good...
be brought to lesser
By the very words he brewed

Sadly it is so
That great evil be marked
As the final word in all the world
When it was the good that provided the start

The start to say "sorry"
"I admit i did wrong
It is my fault too"
As they sing that apology song

Then the darkness takes over
The advantage clearly sought
They know of bad charecter,
Except their own-they know not

The devil replies with a smirk
And always strolls on
Steam rolling the righteous
The tank is now gone

My point is just this...
Please apretiate the man
Who can apear before great evil
And say "i will take a stand"

For this he is wise
And couragous as well
He knows he's not perfect
Which is what makes a perfect angel

In the days where life is given to those,whose minds are yet unobstructed
birth takes place
in the days where lives are lost in a futile expression of man
war takes place
in the days where lips exchange touch, and bonds are given to the worthy
love takes place
in the days where words betray friends, the world listens for imperfection
a secret takes place
in the days where great toils mount great misfortune
poverty takes place
and in the days where i look, for us all, the unbiased reality of man
truth takes place

the only thing that binds me
to the earth until i die
is the songs i love, that sound is enough,
to comfort me when i cry
the only thing that keeps me
from a world of death and despair
is the soul of a guitar rocking
and the slow, steady tempo of an old rocking chair

That child is my shining star
In a world that hates my guts
That child shall be mine once more
To be away from her is not fun
That child with an angel face
That child with a smile
That child is my own little babe...or was,
Before i went wild

They talk of the power dred has over beauty
They never seem to mention the clouds
They talk of the fire, the death, and the fury
But never of songs or sounds
Thy talk of the battles they've lost against evil
They talk of their fallen companions
I will talk of the ocean and stars
And all of the comforts that command them

The color blue is many things
The sky, the ocean, and sea
The color green is also there
The grass, the frogs, and trees
The color red, like beautiful death
The flames, the blood, and then
The color black, an evil fright
Death itself, and fear, and night

Not enough pipers, not enough poets
Too many criminals, and all of us know it
To many insults and too many stresses
Not enough laughter to end each our days with
Too many break ups, not enough kisses
And not enough time left to declare her my misses

Flood my emotions with love and fear
And jealousy will arise.
Flood them instead with joy and cheer
And happiness will arrive.
Fill my mind with endless philosophy
And i can see through my pride
Fill my pages with poetry
And literature will be my bride

Don't stop now, you’re making good progress
History is being made
Please don't stop, wow, it is a lot of stress, yea
But think of the glory and fame
Carry on child, though your path be harsh
And your life be filled with pain
Carry through the wild, you are a shooting star
And you have a lot to gain

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

The evening shall lay waste to the day
As it retreats over the horizon
The day shall counter strike its way
Up unto the morning
And i'll be waiting and watching as i do
For the end to the neverending feud
And the beginning of true solitude

She doesn't know what's good for her
A slave to her emotions
She hides away in mental torcher
Free from all devotion
She flirts and giggles
But i can see
That my love is in pain
I will guide her with my poetry
I would not have loved in vain

Half are educated, but not the poet
The poet spent too much time in his passion
And yet, he is wiser than an owl
Why is that?
Is it his philosophy that drives him to ask why? and how?
No, it is his will to accept whatever lies ahead
And paint that on a page with his words, and his soul
And help you to be a poet

Glory is immortality
under a different name
An eternity of being loved
An eternity of fame

Be a humble spirit
And one day you will find
That being humble and accepting
Will help make up your mind
Only you can defeat your pride
Only you can be the bigger man
And then one day you’ll find a bride
And with that, a helping hand

This is the story of a world at war
From ‘39 to ‘45
The second world storm

It all occurred with Germany
Japan was there, the world was scared
To storm the beach of Normandy

Power struggle with no regrets
Imperialist japan with minor fits
Lashing out to focus on three
“America, China, and the Soviet please”

This led to begin in a new world war
With 2K killed at pearl harbor
The holocaust powered even more
To be ****** to death, until  ‘44

June 9th, and yards to go
200 stretched from land to coast
10,000 men that made the march
Across the beach, into the marsh

A revenge that tastes so bitter and sweet
For the surprise attack, on the pearl harbor fleet
The event that took our country to war
It paid with bloodshed, 10,000 hearts torn

And when D-day ceased, and the smoke parted clear
We dropped upon 2 cities
Our own 2 tears
That revenged the fallen
And vanquished the feared

The axis fleet, now defeated and gone
They dispersed their union
For ****** was wrong

And what of Japan?
Well they restored their towns
From their cities destructed…
A full 2 miles around

And to this very day
We weep for the wept
That adopted our tears
And ended up dead

296 billion in debts
At least in today’s dollars and cents
For a country whose heart
Was torn to bits

60 million…
If that’s what it takes…
To conquer the axis…
Their lives, they gave…
...And the war, they won…
...And won from their grave…

And on opposing sides?
To win or to die
Japan, Germany, and Italy reside
With 16 million casualties

They pounded on Poland
The sacked the Soviet
They fought the French
And got all the way to Greece even

They never left the Netherlands
They were the bane of Belgium
They never gave up Norway
Or the liquidation of Luxemburg’s location

They caused a sort of havoc
Everywhere they went
They threatened the world
With everything they sent

They tried to take the Jewish and the handicapped
To hell
And ended up bringing on themselves
A hellish, brutish, world

This is the story of a world at war
From ‘39 to ‘45
The second world storm

The sky will never bleed
and I know this to be true
The sky will never bleed
not so long as i'm with you
The sky will never bleed
it will never fade away
The sky will hold its ground for us
as i will do the same

Peace and quiet can be a storm
I’ve seen it once or twice
The raging winds of solitude
The stillness, cold as ice
Raining emptiness into my head
And flooding it with despair
I once welcomed tranquility
And now…
I dont even dare

Theives dont ask for forgiveness,
They take it with pity
And sell it for a steep price, Usually solitude

When the widow's brow breaks
and the sealed fate shakes
and the wind whispers tranquility no more

when the fathers soul fly's
free from earthly binds
and the children are left alone

the prayer of mother will stay strong

The flowers are greeting me and wishing me the best
The little birds are chirping me “goodbye” up in their nest
My teacher just the day before had quizzed me my last test
I wont be coming home tonight, for i've been laid to rest