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  293.     

Whom Am I?

I might be your friend
I might be your enemy
I could make your life end
I couldmake you fall in love with me

all in all, you don't know me
Fighting these psychotic inner urges
sometimes feeling murder as a rich man splurges
keeping inside those feelings and desires
wanting nothing less, than you burning in hells fires

I'm the guy next door
The person just across the way
Be very careful around others
Watch closely what you say

For the day will come
When you least expect
You'll curse at some drunken bum
When your murder will become his subject

He'll laugh with each slice
Of his broken wine flask
looking in your dying eyes
Only one thing he'll ask

Why did you do this, to me, today?
When you mouth could have stayed closed
and you, I would not of had to slay?
See my wretched habit, quells the demon inside
You then come along and insult my pride

Well, now you see, what happens next
When that demon becomes oh, so vexed
Taking your life from you now
Is only a method to the madness in my brow

So when walking down the street
try to be kind to all you meet
for their day may be worse than you expect
and your life may become another reject
 
james d nall,jr

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  294.     

Modus Operandi

Blood spews from the pharynx
of the heel's eruption,
pelting the potter's field,
with stippled corruption!

Hands broken by murder,
mended by bloodshed,
hang below his waistline,
as he walks on the dead!

He paves the road ahead;
His path of destruction.
The sun won't rise again,
thanks to death's construction!

The cold wind follows him,
carrying the echoes,
of their cries and pleas
to give them tomorrow!

Mind broken by murder,
mended by bloodshed,
carries him into rest,
as he dreams in their beds!

He paves the road ahead;
His path of destruction.
The sun won't rise again,
thanks to death's construction!
 
Michael Fischer

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  295.     

I Do Not Wish To Hear Your War Stories

Do not wish to hear your war stories of battles fought and won
Since I saw on t v this evening a mother grieve for her dead son
Her son murdered by a sniper with a bullet in his back
And I could only feel pity for this poor mother in Iraq
Of war and stories of it I do not wish to hear
Men who declare war on other people are those who rule by fear
Tell me some happy story or otherwise let me be
Your stories of war and war heroes only bore and sadden me,
Of war and it's brutality so much written and said
And in the news headlines on radio I hear of more war dead,
Tell me some happy story laughter in me provoke
Today I need a break from your war stories instead tell me a good joke
Today a mother in Iraq grieves for her murdered son
And I've heard enough of war from you of battles fought and won.
 
Francis Duggan

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A Lost Fight

He used to say “the sun sets in your eyes”
But now the river flows rapidly.
My mind is racing, heart is pacing I’m losing the fight
Everything slows down, can’t relive the pain.
Tick tuck the time is racing, murder murder violence uprising
Races up stairs foot steps follow, clashing nosing
Pries thought my ears, unbearable noise I hear.
Active is found
Complications are near
Stuttering in my voice
A nightmare I once had
A scream
A gun fired……

He used to say “the sun sets in your eyes”
But now the river flows rapidly.
 
chiku bvumbwe

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