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  While you pray her name

  As her silence will shun your groove

  She will sit and wait

  And add to your hate

  While the white in your face shines true

  If you scream out her name

  She answers with blame

  And points the finger at you

  Killing time with her mind

  Ending yours in true kind

  Her fingers run down your face so blue

  As you hold your breath

  And pray now for death

  She will allow you and say its past due

  Forgive her bloody spit

  And to you she only sits

  And waits for your words to come true

  As the gate opens wide

  Delivering a horses stride

  You must kneel on the golden pew

  And pray to your God

  Who is dead in her pod

  For she is now the one who comes through

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  Beating heart of darkness

 

 

  Awaken slow

  Winds blow

  Warm light

  Ever fright

  Feeling dim

  Always grim

  Ever grin

  Darkness sin

  Holy plea

  Satan’s deed

  Running free

  Pushing glee

  Endless bright

  Forever site

  Forever white

  Trees delight

  Shadows unite

  Darkness flight

  Devils soul

  Arose bold

  Glory told

  Darkness fold

  Forever gold

  Forever mold

 

 

 

  Back from the dead

 

 

  As I sew up my heart

  It starts..

  The crises of love scorned

  Its torn..

  The scars on my slain wrists..

  The bruises on my broken fist..

  The burn of an unsuccessful rope around my neck..

  I race with death only to lose by an inch..

  The harder I train..

  The more in vein..

  The lonely pain that sleeps with fish

  I wish

  I wish..

  The more I cry in kindness she will die

  The depth of bloodless sighs

  I feel closer to the sky

  I guess that's the same

  As every pain

  I'm no different but all the same..

  The race against my finish line of cocaine

  I will win the race and cross the tape

  That death holds for my place

  ....

 

 

 

 

  Halloween me

 

 

  As the fog rolled in it sighed a relief

  As the color of sin is the same as belief

  I looked in the glass of the old horror show

  And staring back at me was a man I didn't know

  He smiled and said my don't you look grand

  Believe in yourself go ahead take my hand

  I curled my toes and flew head first

  Into this glass of truth and birth

  The jagged edges cut me so

  I bled the truth and now we know

  This man that stared at me so kind

  Was really the trick not the treat of my mind

  I watched my past soak unto the spell

  Of nightly tricks and treats from hell

  We looked the same both him and I

  We danced the blame of each other’s good lie

  And now we both are ready to die

  As the Halloween of death came near my eyes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  Chainlinks son

 

 

  Surrounding us we know of her

  Screaming like the chosen one

  Each we see the nations cure... See More

  Gleaming like the chain links son

  Protecting visions she only sees

  Reflecting decisions of evils greed

  The chain link son will die tonight

  The pain we pun will fly in sight

  And clocks they stop as time does cry

  As tears run down the chosen eye

  The native’s son kneels down to you

  The chain links done and starts anew

  His heart stopped dead as she died too

  The wild crow cried for knows the true

  As chain links son protects the dew

  Of Mother Nature’s blood that’s blue

  As chain links done

  He died for you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  The Racist Heaven

 

 

  As I slashed my wrists wide open

  I smiled and could not wait for heaven

  I beckoned for my love that a child once knew

  I cried as the pain took over

 

  Satan met me at the front door

  He slipped on a banana peel that I left from before

  I laughed and cried as the tears were of pain

  I wished the devil himself would regain

  Stand up for those that were cast out of hell

  Stand down for those that would set heaven a spell

  And relive the anguish of your boycott from jail

  And smile as I run my pride though your nails

  The ones I used on the lord when he was reborn

  When he banished me from home for the belief was not sworn

  I care not for you my son of taboo

  I die now with you as we kill each other true

  Your racist heaven with your laws and your rules

  Speak true of your lies as you write another you

  And tell your despise to the ones that follow the clue

  I die alone for I died with truth

  And the crying Satan felt my love for him was due

  And we both hold hands as we prepare to slip by

  Our hearts become one as the racist heaven lets us die

 

 

 

  Crossing the Picket Line in Heaven

 

 

  There they stand

  Swords in hand

  The one has crossed their line

  They wait so still

  Lusting the kill

  The one fears his own combine

  Halos on the ground

  Tossed with a frown

  The one can feel the climb

  His nation bleeds slow

  His angels a glow

  With death on their mind

  He failed his armada

  They stand like no other

  Waiting for the one to come down

  He slips on his robe

  They feel shock in the globe

  As he floats down the steps of his cloud

  Cannib
als roar with hate

  They can’t wait to debate

  As the one prepares to cross the line

  He delivered his words

  With a shock in his verbs

  And spelled out to his crew now sublime

  He promises them

  To follow through his amend

  And fix all that broke from his hands

  As he did prepare

  A sword entered his bare

  And sliced him open as they stand

  "Know now you will die

  From the hands of your spies

  As we did all the work for you

  Regret so do we

  For too late so we be

  And the damage was done from your move"

  As the one passes on

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  The light turns to dark

 

 

  His eyes shut as he sees himself true

  For he greets himself kind

  For he crossed the picked line

  Of the Angels that he raised as his own

  Now he lays dead

  As they fight for the head

  Of the one that gave them life from his clone

  Be prepared to die slow

  Befriend no one to make sure

  That your head wont roll down life’s bone

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  Ravens past

 

 

  He awoke to the sounds of his alarm

  Tedious sounds he heard bearing arms

  Though gunshots blazing through his spine

  The sounds of his are now yours and mine

 

 

  His dead weighted arm hit the clock

  The sounds disarmed for now it stopped

  Back to war with his own prudence

  Back to spar with the sounds of sense

 

 

  Again the rat tat tat of the alarm

  Played as though the taps of the armies song

  The noise of never love to end the charm

  Of escape from his cave beyond his own wrong

 

 

 

  The alarm grew louder and more vicious than before

  It spoke to him as if the Raven were in lore'

  He could see Mr. Poe writing wills of the torn

  As the ring of his lover fell from high above Heavens door

 

 

  Rat tat tat, there is goes one more time

  Rat tat tat, in its constant devil chime

  Revealing my true wit as I laugh at the mourned

  For now is the time the Raven is re-born

 

 

  The alarm clock from my bed side table of sleep

  Lay screaming a poetic ring in a forbidden beep

  What once was a crow perched high on my door

  Is now is never time as I sleep through Lenore

 

 

  The black and white images of the lonely mans bird

  Lay now in a rainbow as the dust wore down the third

  For dimensions tell the tale of my dreams own lure

  For dimensions tell the crow to die now in her slur

 

 

  As she speaks to me again in the rat tat tat form

  What was once perched high in her time now is in scorn

  As she lays down low next to me in my bed

  And her name is not Lenore but Mary Jane instead

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  The cLOWns last smile

 

 

  Slamming crashing endless turn

  Revealing those that scorn and yearn

  Shifting minds undoing tears

  Forgiving those forgave my peers

  Joyful death amongst the crown

  He sat and smiled though as a clown

  The angel awaits her fiery friend

  Now he lay low his fiery end

  Believe in me they said no more

  Relief we see for he's reborn

  And so with that they run away

  They run and slip into their grave

  And friends they knew in times before

  Are friends that stab in backs of more

  To each his own to each the tore

  Of rhyming lines of evermore

  The clown has died his shoes of gore

  Remind him how the natures call

  Of mans good taste for which is all

  And gone and done with bleeding hands

  We spin and spun our good deeds banned

  The clown lays low with cunning grin

  His dying breath was that of sin

  Reminded him of mice and men

  From which he came from his dented tin

 

 

  the poet’s assassin

 

 

  Morning fog that rolled in, like

  A table cloth that folded in, like

  Sins before we tried to hide, like

  Baby boys that cry and scream high, like

  This poet that sings his deadly charm, like

  This poet that brings his know it all yarn, like

  He sows their ears shut closed, like

  A man who calls his own, like

  Hitler....like

  seek heil i hear his name chant loud, like

  a rainbow with no gold to be found, like

  seeing this world be frown with tears, like

  hearing the sons of dead mothers fear, like

  seek the man who killed us near like

  seek heil

  seek heil

  seek the grim reaper seek him to sleep her

  and cut his voice down so the young boys can repair

  and no one will fear

  this poets sincere

  or so he would like you to think when its near

  that dagger of truth that buried in your back

  as this poet now lies on the floor, like

  a dead angel does but with no one to implore, like

  when the earth stopped and revolved the wrong door, like

  you...

  i...

  seek heil no more

  he now lays dead on the penny less life i created for your

  heart....

  start...

  stop....

  flop....

  seeking seeking stalking walking

  the clocks of his ancestor stopped the tic tocking

  as time died with the seek heil rocking

  now i fly with my doves as i am flocking

  to a place where seek heil and the world stops, like

  my love for the people that used their rock, like

  destruction wasn’t enough for post death

  seek heil

  seek heil

  now we may all take our last breath

  the poets assassin has relieved us of him

  of you

  of me

  of love

  of greed

  of ......

  human r />
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  Migraines

 

 

  The restless mind needs a break

  I wait and seek my tired berate

  She slowly climbs into my mind

  And cowardly reminds me of her kind

  She lights a fire from within her sin

  It starts so small and the vision begins

  My eyes now shut in pondering stare

  My cries now out while I feel her near

  The web she weaves into my spine

  Allows deceit to spin around

  She climbs onto my visions of proud

  And lays her eggs to spawn out loud

  They seek and slither into my brain

  Allowing the light to cause searing pain

  I cry for her to stop her vein

  She laughs and spins her web again

  For hours this battle sees no end

  Our scours believe their harm will mend

  As she relieves my mind of torn

  Her pain turns to numb my mind is born

  A new

  A new

  She dies within you

 

 

 

 

  Bird of Pain

 

 

  As I fly with no sound across the earth

  I see all with no judgment except for birth

  through the mist of the ocean insanity dwells

  as the lifeless bodies propel to hell

  For I am nothing but a bird or so you think

  Without me chaos would reign and the angels would blink

  Thank you pain, for without you nothing would gain

  I feel shame, thank you pain once again

  Without you I not tell what I see

  Could it be you respect me?

  I find that hard to believe

  I’m not holy, nor a savior, all I do is retrieve,

  Once you die, you will envy me as I see what I see

  You will beg for forgiveness but it is too late

  You have now become part of natures sympathetic bait

  when the time has come I hope that you will see what I see

  then you will realize "damn, that bird was me"

  Thank you pain, I see what you see

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  Persistence of Death

 

 

  That noise of ever drip

  Moves the mountain

  The noise of ever sip

  Youth from your fountain

  Ageless water caressing my lip

  Persistence equals my kin

  Drip...drip...I call it persistence

  You call it sin

  Sip...Sip...

 

  Indefinite laws rule our time

  Hear the ghosts rebel

  Tap...Tap...knock instead of chime

  Persistence came from hell

  Definitely wrong was the mime

  That musk odor of swell

  Tap...Tap..came the knock

  Of ever setting knell

  I call it persistence

  You call it hell

  Tap...Tap...

 

  Look...look... I see through your eyes

  Vacant was your mind

  See what I see, now your demise

  Searching what did you find?

  Leap off the cliff no wings will you fly

  Look...Look..there now you die

  I call it persistence

  you call it a lie

  Look...Look

 

  Must you learn from the still

  Tap...Tap... persistence is key

  Must you remove your kill

  Knock...Knock..know now you believe

  Replace this all with skill

  Look, Look, as you may need

  Persistence will be thrill

  You call it persistence

  I say YOU kill

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  The Ageless War

 

 

  As they tend to do on ghoulish nights

  the souls are screaming an endless cite

  together the sound will end the fight

  as the soulless warriors all unite

  they wonder in ever aimless march

  they walk together in rounded arch

  they cease as sounds of stingless harps

  play deadly tones of rising starch

  for today’s the day that satans born

  as hell is opened in endless scorn

  the gate of death in ever form

  the doorways open souls are torn

  heaven hears the banshees fall

  the angels of life begin the call

  as wings of mighty resting tall

  the flight begins for the endless war

  the shining beams of white will show

  the proud of savior carry them low

  as swooping of good will begin the blow

  the war of ages will now bestow

  father time has just been slain

  the devils work to heed the pain

  the angels try but cant regain

  as time stands still the war remains

  planets fall unto the sun

  the gods work now see Satan run

  as rocks will fall from heavens gun

  the star of light now dark wings won

  clouds they part the flight of life

  swoops down below in endless flight

  as souls are stolen from the night

  no sun to see whose wrong whose right

  the ageless war still in the now

  no angels of light for you to bow

  but all remains unto the brow

  of life on earth is forever in prowl

  for you and i are in this fight

  who side do you declare to right

  for you and i have no more tears

  for the fight will last a many years

  the wings have fallen to the ground

  the horns have risen up but not found

  they somehow met in ghastly earth

  guess what you and i are one from birth

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  The game of chess

 

 

  Along came a black horse

  rider non existent

  fire in his eyes life no longer

  see the devil smile as his horse grew younger

  see the devil cry as his horse grew fonder

  sat a lonely boy in his path

  eyes of water lit to wrath

  boy stood up as wings were cast

  the dark horse turned grey as light did pass

  see the angel smile as the boy grew older

  see the angel smile as the boy grew wonder

  horse came a halt eyes still a glaze

  boy flew above the dark horses maze

  fire from his eyes erupted through the air

  the boy inhaled as the fire turned to tears

  the young boy now a man

  the fire inside him as turned his hand

  from giving to a fist no longer will stand

>   as the horse now in air flying with the man

  the waltz of life now on demand

  the man and horse now riding through land

  turn to each others reprimand

  the boy grew dark and eyes now steam

  the horse grew white and wings through the beam

  see the devil smile as his horse won the fight

  see the angels smile as their boy won the might

 

  the last brick

 

 

  Quite possibly

  My eyes deceive

  When I see

  That look of glee

  For you provoke

  And swallow your choke

  As I pursue

  That endless toke

  Wrath of kin

  All from within

  Alone you stand

  Alone with sin

  Head of state

  Can this be fate

  My bi-polar friend

  Is this berate?

  Things we see

  All fly in flee

  They fly alone

  They fly so free

  The smell of doom

  That musk of gloom

  Strut to forgive

  Is that perfume?

  Who am I

  Don’t be shy

  The reflection in the mirror

  Oh so sly

  Fatherless son

  Caress your weapon

  For you must fight

  For all NOT in heaven

  Nameless grave

  Ensuring a slave

  Welcome back my son

  Now please behave

  Sun setting quick

  Be ever so slick

  Don’t