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| There Ain't No Justice |
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- Poetry Interlude 05 -
by Assorted Folks in AC-908
Well, times have been a bit slow, but we've finally scraped together enough
poetry to make it worthwhile. So now, without further ado, here it is.
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This first block are are by Beaker...
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Emotional Terrorist
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Beware of the demon inside me
Hungry for feelings and emotions
Wanting to hold
To touch
To caress
Locked in a cage
Waiting for more
Lashing out
Hurting others
Tearing at their souls
Ripping love apart
Feasting on darkness
Never quenched
Never finished
Always hungry.
No More Pain
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I think I found my joy
Happiness at last
A glint of hope
A feeling
An emotion
In one moment
Seeming like eternity
I feel content
At last, satisfied
But it's all wrong
Never meant to be
I let go of love
Give up on it all
And let it slip through my fingers
As it always has.
Blaze
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As I lie still
In the darkness that surrounds me
I feel a chill
It penetrates my soul
But now I see a light
A fire in one girl's eyes
The flames consume me
Burn into my heart
And the blaze makes me warm once again.
Pit Of Lonliness
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I am alone
I am scared
I am lonely
I fall into the pit
A pit of isolation
And fear
Deeper and deeper
I fall
Until I land
I climb out
Feeling safe
I fall again
Faster and harder
Until I land
My face tears
I stay silent
Stay in the pit
Knowing there is no escape.
Blame The Winter
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I blame the winter
For all my problems
For losing my friends
For losing my sanity
For losing my life
Winter comes
Slaps me in the face
And I lose it all
It slaps me yet again
Warmth is gone
Love is gone
I turn around
The light is gone
And my mind breaks under the strain.
Friendship
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I stand alone
Inside my mind
Lonely, without hope
Away from a world of hurt
I look at the emptiness
My mind is being cracked
Chipped away by them
The people in my head
Memories crumble
Sanity fades
The foundation falls
But I am left
Standing in the dark
I open my eyes
I see a light
A beacon of hope
A friend.
Torn Apart
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Time passes by
My life gets worse
With each passing moment
I lash out
Desperate to stop the pain
To be released from my prison
To seek happiness again
Everywhere I turn
I find no joy
Then I find hope
I find my happiness
I am saisfied
I am quenched
But another stands in my way
Blocking my way
So I just stop
And leave it all alone.
Welcome To Me
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You don't know me
You don't know what I'm capable of
I've never been so lonely
I've never been so alone
I'm never the same
Never will be the same
I have feelings
I have emotions
You can't see what I'm thinking
What's in my mind now
You'll never know
You wouldn't want to know
Nobody would want to
You don't know me
You don't know what I'm capable of.
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The following poems are labled by author.
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Journey
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Take my hand and walk with me
along the troubled road,
for God never meant for us to follow it alone.
But holding hands in pairs the two of us may go.
Don't worry, we can share the lead,
I can lean on you, and you may lean on me.
If you need a hand to keep you steady while we climb,
I shall reach behind me and give you both of mine.
And when the road is dark,
and not a light in sight,
you may point out the stars to me
to keep my spirits bright.
When the sun is beating down,
and you can not stand the heat,
I shall keep you safe
and shaded in the trees.
Sometimes the rocks are slippery,
especially after the rain,
I promise friend I'll help you,
and I know you'll do the same.
Promise me you'll hold my hand along the way,
and I'll promise you I'll never leave you,
nary for a day.
When you and I are old
and the miles are behind us,
when the road before us narrows
and Death shall seek to find us,
You and I shall not be frightened,
neither parted nor left behind,
but shall only walk then single file,
with one hand reaching out in front of us,
and the other grasped behind.
- Mary J. Pierson
December 7, 1992
Troubled Road
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Troubled road,
I'll walk with you,
and keep your spirits bright,
Troubled road,
me and you,
straight on into the night.
Troubled road,
I'll hold your hand,
only if you'll hold mine,
Troubled road,
through troubled land,
our fingers intertwined.
Troubled road,
a sanctuary,
within each other's arms,
Troubled road,
apart we shall nary
fall victim to it's charms.
Troubled road,
for eternity,
be there us we two,
Troubled road,
be you with me,
And I shall be with you.
- Eric J.P. Seeds
December 28, 1992 - 1:14 p.m.
May there be a Lord above,
our meeting tis a sign,
and perhaps forever
our souls shall intertwine.
And if perchance there is a heaven,
then indeed there is a hell,
I can see it, so can you,
and perhaps it's just as well.
But take that not away from us,
that which we might gain,
surely the impending treasure,
dwarfs the chance of pain.
Life's a dance, so they say,
and you learn it as you go,
take a chance, take a bow,
and the Lord may watch our show.
- Eric J.P. Seeds
December 28, 1992 - 1:23 p.m.
I know there is a Lord above,
"our meeting tis a sign,"
my soul has found it's mate,
my star has found it's sky.
I do not care to see a Hell,
but Heaven I may claim,
I do not find it among the clouds,
but nestled in your arms of clay.
Fear not I can not take away,
all that we "might gain",
I have found my treasure now,
I'm sorry for the pain.
Life's a dance or oft' you said,
but even music slows,
I'll take a chance, take a bow,
if together we end the show.
- Mary J. Pierson
January 2, 1993
So you say there's a Lord above,
I can take this as it's true.
You say this was our destiny,
and I was meant for you.
Well this I can take to heart,
and find Heaven in your embrace,
never swear away our love,
for we've yet but had a taste.
And I know nothing can take away
that which me may gain,
but the road ahead many be rough,
and there may yet be some pain.
But never be afraid, my love,
for I will always be with you,
and perhaps someday, I will simply say
I do.
- Eric J.P. Seeds
January 7, 1993 - 3:23 p.m.
I do not care for
any Lord above us or below,
I do not care what destiny make,
for we shall make our own.
You said that of our love
"we've had yet but a taste,"
well a taste is all I need
to swear all else, my Dear, away.
I am not afraid of
"all that we might gain"
no man I know may take our love,
though lovers have been known
to have a parting of the ways,
and many a promise I have known
can turn to aches in
the heat of a passionate frey.
So do not swear you love me,
do not say "I do",
do not swear that to me
you will always be true.
For human hearts are made of clay,
and though unmeaning, sometimes stray,
so do not swear forever
because we only have today.
And the future, Love,
is yet but an empty page,
so let me kiss you,
silence the words on your lips,
and save the pain of heart break.
- Mary J. Pierson
January 23, 1993
You say you care not for
destiny or of the Lord above,
for what we want and what we need
can be found within our love.
You say a taste is all you need,
and you'll swear all else away,
and a taste I have given unto you,
is there nothing else to say?
Your heart's not afraid, my Love,
of all that we might gain?
I wish then I could see your heart,
for your actions not the same.
I can not swear I'll love you,
but I can and have sayed I do,
and never had I sworn to thee
I would always be all true.
Of human hearts, they may be clay,
or wind or stone or steel,
and "unmeaning, sometimes stray,"
but time does always heal.
You ask me not swear forever,
and your request I will obey,
but what of the future love?
For soon tomorrow is today.
- Eric J.P. Seeds
March 5, 1993 - 3:04 a.m.
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And finally, a bit of drivel of mine own... :)
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End is the Beginning
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how it has come to be,
let no man speak.
i am alone yet not alone,
time has replaced what was lost in another with me.
though the season grows cold,
a time of death;
for me there may be new blossoms,
in that i hope.
fortune alternately smiles and sneers,
doing not what pleases man,
but that which itself derives pleasure from.
long is my harmony and brief is my melody,
if this be the price of being then let it be so.
long have i lived alone,
but it need not be so,
all around me there are others if only i choose to see.
once more my eyes are opened,
if not to love
then to hope.
the mists surround me in a place of dreams,
once more i am one with my past.
all my life shall i search,
until at last my ashes to the stars i commit,
no mere grave dug of the earth for a dreamer such as i.
and if my search bears no reward,
then let my life stand as a beacon for others,
that i did know i might fail and yet still tried;
for in that too there is a greatness,
a greatness of spirit the despondent know not.
what is a man that he regards himself,
and contemplates not only the living and the dead,
but those who may someday live?
what spark drives him ever forward,
when backwards might better serve?
in sleep there is solace for one who is forlorn,
for in dreams all things are possible.
the dead walk not like the living,
but as those who have never died.
confront the dead in dreams and ask them.
one great mind once said,
that the almighty does not roll dice
with the fabric of reality.
i know he does,
just as surely that i know his dice are loaded.
the morals of the gods have never semed fair to mortals,
why change policy now?
