the base drum beats
bump... bump... bump... bump... bump...
the base guitar plays one note
brung... brung... brung... brung... brung...
the rhythm guitar strums one chord
strum... strum... strum... strum... strum...
Then the lead guitarist rings out in epic
greatness, as the lights turn up
you see him ripping up the guitar with his fingers everywhere at once
playing a great solo
moving across the stage
curly hair all over
breathing hard.
the Singer starts his song
clear but unique
no other singer could sing like he
but it's not the reason I love AC/DC
it is because of the guitarist
ANGUS YOUNG!
a inspiration above many!

He lays there and dies
No one cries
or asks god why

no one lies about
the good he has done
the joy he brung
the songs he sung

In fact many consider him to be
a lost cause
so why pause
our daily lives
for the end of his
the end of a life of sin

He has no family or friends
to watch over him
as they lower him
six feet deeper than he was before

So heres to a life
we hope to forget
to dismiss
one full of regrets
and lost innocence

moon light shined off the irisis of her eyes,
creating the tides,
she brung in the waves
that once use to wash up upon your heart;
soaking up the sea foam
from within your veins,
the esquisite lining
around every tear drop
that had fallen into the ocean,
reached your soul;
they cried out, the pain,
the heart ache, the sorrow,
you felt it, you felt it all;
you then knew,
she was apart of you, again

The old man sat in the darkness
Taking in what he could see
He smiled, although slyly
And he leaned in close to me

He said the air is different
You can taste it here abouts
Listen close to what's around you
The air is different...there's no doubt

I didn't understand him
He spoke in concepts, not in words
He talked of feeling the emotions
Of people running 'round in herds

He said, I've been here sixty years now
Seen people come and people go
I used to be the barkeep
But, then that's something that you know

I've seen Elvis and The Beatles
Seen Presidents and Kings
I've seen hearts torn all asunder
And the pain that a war brings

I saw Kennedy on that TV
That, one behind your head
I watched him drive on straight through Dallas
And moments later he was dead

This place was just dead silent
On the day that that man died
And hand to god I'll tell you
I was all torn up inside

I saw soldiers in that Vietnam
Fighting for what? I don't know
I saw them on that TV there
I watched them lining up to go

I saw them having rally's
Taunting those who had the guns
I saw them bringing back the caskets
Of the now dead, teenage sons

That TV showed me lots of stuff
It never strayed far from the news
It always shows the Tigers game
I turn it up to hear the boos

I saw King and Bobby on that set
Taken way to young
God, it would have been a different world
To see what things they might have brung

I sat back and I listened
The old man, went on a while
He waved ******* skyward
And said, two more beers ...with his smile

My life has been a good one
I've been alone, except for here
I watch the outside on that set
It was then, we got our beer

I remember back when Elvis died
He was the best back in the day
But, me I liked Sinatra
Dean Martin, Bob and Ray

There was folks in here all crying
singing songs, and holding hands
on various occassions
from Lennons death, to Bobby Sands

I never really took part
In the lives of those who came
To spend their time here with me
I only knew a few by name

My job was just to serve them
Not to be their new best friend
I guess that's why I sit here still
Watching, waiting for the end

That set has shown me good and bad
That one, behind your head
It hasn't worked for fifteen years
We got a new one in instead

It's there as a reminder
more to me, than those still here
That life is for the living
And I'm alive while I am here

He rose and turned back to me
Said, it's time for us to close
I'll be back again tomorrow
To watch more highs and maybe lows

I watched the old man shuffle
To his room, and to his bed
Past the TV he saw life on
On the wall behind my head.

Someone told me to play a beauitful song on the harp.

Someone told me to listen with my ears as it brung me tears, I though about all the times I felt robbed for my will.

Still at that moment I played that harp only to get the just out of it.

Wow  went my soul as my heart turned into  mush.

Play a harp, Play it till you can't anymore. Maybe someonw will notice you.

Is  it  a talent or just a passion!

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).

We're being faked out,taken out,shaken down, by skulduggery so rife in London town,and we wait for it,salivate for it,cant get enough of it, we even pray for it.

Lubricated,down the pan and flushed away by 'the man',ending up or bending down,it's all the same to London town.

Don't try to tell me,that this is right,or we should bite the bullet and accept our lot,it's a dot on the card when life is so hard that we have to stand and fight.

The 'establishment' might not like us
but those ******* in their close knit groups,storm troop us every day and take away our pride,chide us,ride us,grind us down,remould us,reminding us how cold it is when we can't afford to pay for heat
don't let them beat you,defeat you,cheat you 'cause we'll get through
and do them down.
Life is like that,
London town,it's krap
It's going to snap
to fall apart
the streets will rise,the building's fall and down at Mansion house they'll call us ****,
well, that don't hurt a bit
Let them **** on caviar and sip sauvignon at the trough, while poor men cough their lungs up,
brung up,wrung out,strung up and finally thrown down,
why would anyone want to live and try,have children who die in
London town?

there is a medium of loneliness
where I find you on sulken days
damp like thin paper
subdued in hues
your eyes run down my paintings
like a oil spill engraved on the face of the universe

morbidly beautiful I cast you on my bewildered
kite
I stare up at you
with shattered eyes
I reach for you like barren agony
and you come down to me

we meet in our empty land
we prance it like skipping heart beats
we cut it open like red meat
while the rest of the world is beneath our feet
we retreat

into forelorn seclusion
the place we loved after all the defeat
and to myself I repeat
and I repeat

how are you so stunning
that you casted my fixed gaze from the stars
brung my world to a standstill and everything
I held onto now falls
when I hear the beckoning of your gazes call

and I know that love though dark and endless
beautiful and agless

exsists after all

o today somebody's gotta die
soul searchin' for Heaven  no lie
Smoke the baddest fry call it thai
the **** inhales cogitatin' to make my sales
Crack heroine to weeds stock profits mad gainin'
Leave slackers hangin' cuz my click gang bangin'
The game raw and uncut
look what
we done got into like scarface to frank
To Sosa always in a different Chocha
every night picture my site
diamondS in mutli-million dolla mansions by the beach
push ***** with my peeps
No time.for sleeps I creeps
like tlc on the move don't disturb the groove we got cartel who ship & sails the boats come swollen
money foldin' strong controllin'
South America to Brooklyn to the heart of Houston
high rollers stay on patrol watch for the 5-0s
Swift as a ninja makin' my drops
In different Barrios bury those
Who try come inbetween ?
Think.twice nigguh before you end
with a collapse spleen
know what I mean? I'm after the dead presidents faces no need for chases
I got guns to do my cases
Cuz ya can't out run a gun with ya head spun
Brain splattered check my credentials
Im The Don referred to as Andy Bardellino leave competition sore
when I jump on the scene camouflaged in a dark tinted limo
bulletproof Glass so they can't blast my asss?
Im.living reckless suicidal got the Jesus piece as my necklace
prayers sent to sky lord why
I must live like this but karma
comes in many fashions beef is long lastin'
Evil is a necessity it made the best of me
Got my mind going ballastic actions sadistic hits so graphic they had to be censored
who ya know do it better go getter ?
86 the highest roller off the block
now he jack for loots and rocks
proceeding as true champion
of this slang ****
fools couldn't dodge my licks
my keys hit harder than bricks
got everybody fightin' in ****
got **** look at the drama I brung
but it's what the street feeds evil deeds
Straight out of the demons seed
Cuz hell enjoys seeing nigguhs bleed


I feel you
the way
I feel the blood coursing through my veins
I feel you
the way I feel my very soul
breathing in me always
until I take my last breathe

I am horrified
with you

I am explicitly terrified with
the thought of how you said my name

I will

always
remember you, as I remember the days when I was small
meager and did not yet understand what the world brung forth

I remember you as I remember the horrific acts which molded me
to be who I am today

I will always remember you that way

You don’t understand,
To me losing my faith,
Is like cutting off my right hand.

You don’t discriminate against,
Gender, race or inquisition,
But you judge me for my religion?

You take my words,
Then twist them with your ignorant tongue,
Like I am some sort of disease that rats have brung.

And condemn me to being an idiot,
Like you’re not a ******,
For refusing to accept my beliefs.

No matter how much you judge me,
No matter how strong you hate,
You will never stop me believing,

Because your opinion is weak compared to my faith.

you brung order out of chaos
welcome to the land of oz
I am the great and powerful
Pay no attention to the fools

I create lightning from fingertips
I create stars from magick
I've been fighting the good fight
The end shall not be tragic

This is the ode
To the one who never shows
Unless you know the code
And then you can know

You may call it darkness
I just call it mystery
We all go down in the same ship
It's been forever our history

You may call it deception
Maybe your eyes are wide shut
brought on by the correction
Of the power hungry glut

This is the ode
To the one who never shows
Unless you know the code
And then you can know

It's been this way for so long
We keep on singing the same old song
The one that never seems to end
I hope someday they lose and we win

calling forth to the one I can't ignore
To the lands of enchantment I go explore
I love him so deeply and forever will adore
No reason to decieve he knocks at the door

This is the ode
To the one who never shows
Unless you know the code
And then you can know

The plant, ego, beauty, and journey
Nothing is trapped, nothing is free, all is learning
Soul flamed by the fuel, though not burning
It shall continue hurting
It shall continue to hurt only through your perception
A link between mind and soul much?
A link between a design, Lord, and such
Grazing upon the gentle terrain
Leading upon unique worlds
Feeding upon love and hate
Moving only on mere fate
One has found his mate
One has found himself
One has found pain
All have lead a journey
Moving towards one another, they meet
Beauty herself sings
Soul and ego brings peace
Plant has brung strength
Love, peace, and strength
It's as the if the journey were complete
It is far from the end
Has it even begun?
It merely stays
With a purpose
Three moving within one reaches a surface
Nirvana perhaps?
No, very far from
Peace, yes
Wisdom and knowledge were gained
Though, how can they be gained if the two were there?
This is only a mere meet
As we have returned to the next set of keys

I finally found the love you were sending
As my heart relaxed in the hot waters of passion..
Bending cold steel into blobs of fantastic and beautiful mind blending..

Into one another..like a song
Sung in old days....

Where Love was truly known and blind lust was forever old
Withered to it's needed resting place
With the legend's voices of yesteryear making pages in yearbooks fold.

The pictures in our past are cherished and placed in the walls of the heart's gallery.
Do you see such?
In the heart of your other?
Do you hear the sweet song sung..
A beautiful love song that your true feelings brung

Into a "togetherness" that filled a once empty heart
Placing the true trophy on the Soul's mantle...

The memories...
Our  future......
that only true and dear fused hearts mend
Cold and tear drops of a heart ... a teared up cloth...
A tapestry now woven from the parts of each loving trend
One other's souls, forever, to never fall to part
in lustful ignorance that needed to be put out...
A flame..... that burnt our souls to be taken apart.....

Stronger than steel
Colder than ice
Our souls
True love
One force

That is the "us" that had drawn us together,forever,right from the start.

Little angle in my arms
Crying tears
Brung up from harm
Soiled by fears
Eyes are wide
Duck beneath the shattering glass
No where to hide
As he massacres the class
God was weeping today
Evil had sprung across his soul
Not long to stay
But it had took its toll
The end is near
I can feel it in the air
It's close enough to hear
I can feel it there
I close my eyes and wait
There's no way out
We cannot escape our fate
I will go out
To the sound of an orchestras roar
Once last silent tear
I will open deaths door
Without fear
I will be reborn again
So long farewell
I'll wait for you there
When we all meet again

I understand the force and energy. Quantum mechanics and relativity.My field is pure and they rely on me. I see the universe like nobody.
  You may have made fun of me in high school, for being awkward and following the rules. Now I’ve got laser (WOW, That’s really cool). May the mass times acceleration be with you.
  Atoms-Entropy-Dark Matter-String Theory.
  If you want to feel a bond, then I can give you a good  reaction. The elements that make up life. Are my  essence, are my satisfaction.
All the other fields out there are so basic. Yeah, I’m the central science. Keep your eye on me, I’ll get you charged.
If you need me, call me up on Avogadro's Number. If you leave me, take a titrant, shove it up your acid buffer.
Dopamine and serotonin, will keep you good and happy. So get your flask and your glass all set up and begin to understand the world!
  Within me you’ll find life’s beauty, in genetics and ecology. Symbiosis and not division, unless it’s mitosis or the study of fission.
   Even if you don’t pass, at least you’ll enjoy my class!
   Evolution, has brung us along. All species singing one song!
   If you want to learn about the world I must say. I am the purest field of study you can take. Immune to misinterpretation, the blueprint of creation, the backbone of all things science.
   No bias, just constant augmentation, in your mind, and observation. No gadgets, just your logic and your time.
    And PIE.
Together we will find the answers to life! With physics-bio-chemistry-and math!

   We can...SCIENCE!

Pulling the strings a puppet helplessy dances
it's heart dried and shrivled up
the appleaing sparkle in its eye long gone

expecting nothing but perfection, like a  antique doll
brung out only for show
then forced back into confinement

Heart not acknowledged
brain dead
numbness, the only sensation
that is not yet gone

Stuck living in a world
where  children
are just mere dolls

And thou did ask, and lo I brung
A bullish thing, nonsensical,
And thou discarded e'er too long
My gift, inconsequential;

Why ask me for to fetch for thee
A thing thou found detestable?
Thou know'st I pander aught for thee,
Yet treat me as divestable.

When one speaks words of wisdoms, others dismiss it
When a group shouts blasphemy, everyone listens in silence as if they've never finished
This brings uncertainty to the human race.
What was once pure and full of grace have now turned into the demons they have taught to hate
If you give one weak man power, by nature they are to abuse and invade
Why must this be in our nature?
Have the few ones in power brung us to this, whomever they maybe?
The old, greedy, evil ones are our invaders
The ones witnessed to Satan himself
Their souls have been taken for wealth
Even they are being played
To the dark one, this is all just a game
Though, there are ones who are safe
People The Lord has blessed
People who give their pain and distress
To the one and only Christ
He gives the weak the will to fight
He gives peace and beings hype
He is holy, the one who is divine
The ones who pray are blessed with a brain
They grasp the wealth and knowledge that the wicked cannot
No matter how hard Satan has fought
The Lord will be one who destroys the rock
The dragon will have the earth in mercy
But will be in pain burning
Roaming the 2nd and 3rd heavens, he is searching
Souls and hate is what he feeds on
So, think before you pick up the contract to bleed on.

As my mind spins around
I feel six feet underground
A noose around my throat
A fall in the water wish I brung my coat
A car crash where I die
But to afraid to say goodbye
The feeling of being numb
As I see death come
I turn away
To go with him another day
Then wondering when
As I walk back to where I have been
As my life goes on
I will sit here at dawn
Wishing to fall
Or get a life saving phone call
See I won't die
Or say goodbye
But everyday I get closer to death
Because I'm not scared of taking my last breath

They say the time is coming,
They say the end is near.
But how come all these words have only brung me fear.
So I simply just ignore it, just avoid the thought,
But it's hard to run away from the feelings it has brought.
So push it all away, don't let it get to you.
Can they see what I am thinking, are my doubts see through?
People seem to fathom the things I just don't get,
But I hold on to my hope that it's not the end just yet.

Beautifully swirling
With gratitude
Looking around at all
The warmth from the heart
Has brung

To the table
To under the tree
To the clothes we wear in unison

Looking at all the glistening lights
They shine so bright
So festive and cheery

Family lifting up spirits
When the friends knock them down
True ones there for you
Will show you through actions
By sharing more than material objects

Words and actions
Swirl me into gratitude

Laughter filtered by love
I'm Enlightened from this present moment
Grab her and I get a buzz
This smiling has my cheeks Gettin swollen

An attitude of wanting to give god gratitude
Ring her up , make her smile
And it feels like time was never passin you
Eating breakfast , but my whole bodies already fulfilled

Is this only because I'm young
Feeling like this fire can never be extinguished
All the mysterious feelings you've brung
Makes it difficult to distinguish
Between reality and a dream

Tell me why
The children of Africa are brung up
Only when I try to scream for help

Tell me why
An echoe implodes inside my mind
Nothing is wrong, its all a show

Like white draped over corpses
Your comparisons muffle my cries

A broken leg is still a broken leg
After a thousand broken necks

So

Depression is still depression
After a couple of sadistic ******