So in he laid a snake to subdue
As time went on the two grew bored
So then they sought the snake they saw
Resting high upon the claw
Of an eagles grip released to fall
Down to the garden is where it fell
Awfully sinister as though straight from hell
The snake insisted that he would dwell
Amongst the two as they grew dull
The serpent hissed and saw their eyes
Upon his grip was a curious prize
Take a bite and see the result your demise
As the two did listen the plan now alive
The creator saw his children not true
To his words they did not listen after the clue
As the result of this he had to subdue
To banning them to a life like you
The seventh day he thought for a while
I must make a person with honor to smile
This man will save the people from their style
This man will be the hero with guile
And so he created a man of steel
The man could fly and see through feel
The mighty one with an S on his chest
Would be the hero of those with stress
Just in case the humans believed
That the hero was God he set to deceive
By putting a weakness in both hero’s knees
And placing a rock that would be his disease
Now every man has his disease
Can you feel yours as you rest your please
God made us all to be like one
So find out your weakness as it’s all done
Good vs. good
Love sprawls endlessly across this grave
This grave had no name just a crave
To rise again to face the beings of save
A letter would be cast from the shadows of hoods
The letter was written to the ghosts with blood
The letter was in awe of good versus good
Satan’s handwriting across the page
Deliver this letter with my constant rage
As the letter was put on the dragons back
He flew from the grave with the focus of black
Through the day he bared the sunlight of good
Knowing God would be the one that would
As the scripture of names etched on the walls
The fire from the dragon would be faced in awe
The letter would wind up on Jesus's door
Only to be opened by the one that did not fall
As the letter was opened while the dragon was freed
A spirit arose from the grave with no creed
The spirit would choose to remain without good
For the savior would not know to remove the wood
From his back it did stay as the Good finally won
Poetry must die
Back with vengeance is what he cried
Out so loud it made them hide
The bad ones back so be aware
His sword just slayed the one your near
Don’t pray to much for it won’t help
Your pointless ranting will only speed it up
The sword of notion has your name etched on
For your spine is calling as it shimmers in the sun
I killed peace as well as hope
I killed the ones that pointlessly spoke
I got tired of the peaceful roses are red
Sick of the hopeful words of the dead
For now is your time to hear the truth
That it felt so good when my sword entered the youth
Finally I have been summoned to do the deed
For poetry is dead as I killed it unseen
It lays lifeless on the floor waiting for you to breath
It has no life anymore for you butchered its seams
Finally you will see that I did it for you
As you were killing poetry only I saw it through
The language of dark
The knife entered his chest as his last breath exited his lungs
The drive of the cold steel blade was inserted without blame
As the bleeding hand that did the deed released the handle
He could hear the final gasp of air escape with a name
The last effort that was whispered silently was "Bariesous endeiknumi ekeinos"
As the killers hand pulled back in shock and awe
He could not believe the words that were spoken to him
The victim was a lifelong advocate of the church
Now laying dead on the floor he had no one but this lost soul that ended his life
The killer felt something relieve his cold ways and instill fear instead
The fear of passion and remorse took over his body
"Hinati apodidomi ekeinos archo" he exclaimed in his native toungue
This was the language that all power spoke to their followers
This was the language of disbelief
Now the one that stalked and executed the follower of the Lord
Was no longer allowing himself to follow any other
The dark one that sent him to end the life of a dedicated speaker of church
Thought to himself why must I follow another
The man I killed last words before he was to meet his leader
Contradicted his ways and form on this earth and time
I refuse to follow another to do their deeds
I feel remorse for what I have done
As the killer stood over the victim he raised his bloody blackened hand high
Gripping the knife that entered the holy chest as if it were a snake from the garden
He lunged unto the cold smiling blade as it entered his beating heart
As he fell onto his victim to pass into the next
His last breath that was released to no one was
"Diabolos endeiknumi ekeinos"
Translations: (Ancient Greek to English)
Bariesous endeiknumi ekeinos = Jesus did this to me
Diabolos endeiknumi ekeinos = Devil did this to me
Dear Africa
Dear Africa I know it has been a while
I have forgotten what it looks like to see you smile
I am sorry I have not written it is kind of hard you see
Being one of your children and asking, have you forgotten me?
I remember waking up in the mornings it was cold and dreary
But then I remembered it was you so I need not be weary
I have moved on now and so must you
You say you don't remember me? I know you do
Do you remember the time when we would kiss the sun?
I'd chase you in circles until you were spun
Yet you still don’t remember me? is this what you say?
You feel I have abandoned you and left you astray?
Well let me ask you this, what if it were the other way?
I always wish that I could see you again
But would you go back and see the beginning of the end?
Would you look me in the eye and say it’s still the same?
If you do you are lying, I know.....it is a shame
I owe you my soul for all the memories of you
please say you remember me, so I can be true
I want to know you knew that I did exist
I want to know before my giving hand becomes a fist
It’s hard to me I never said goodbye
It’s hard to me but you know I do try
I never did tell you but I think now it is due
If you choose to forget me, remember "I love you"
Thank you and please support poetry and the freedom to express
Friends that Bled
my heart that beats without a drum
its cheating starts from your fake glum
and thundering sounds of natures turn
instead does pound my beat less churn
and smell i may of dead man’s waste
and see i may of dying breeds race
and hear the sounds of babies cry
to motherless frowns as the earth now dies
and again my beat less heart stops dead
and friends i never knew now bled
Life Cheater
Go ahead you weak headed coward
Take the pill to cheat on life and see your mind powered
You can’t see what it’s meant to be
Instead you swallow pills of ecstasy
And say your free
And say you breath
Inside of me
Get the hell out of my face you tripping junkie
It’s just a cliff note version of life that’s handed to me
I can’t blame you for being weak in the knees
And falling down when you had the perfect life you see
So lay your future on the mirror and cut it free
Roll up a George Washington and sniff it till you mind does bleed
Just remember your spoiled antics when you watch Africa dying from H.I.V.
You have no clue how life was meant to be
I would go deeper and make you really think
But based on your past you will have to get high to understand my link
For you need the help of pixie dust to have lust
I guess you did not love yourself enough to have trust
You stupid cowards, go ahead and face the reflection
Drop all the pills you have and promise me you will write me from heaven
And when you see the Angel of love
Make sure you do ecstasy so you can actually feel her hug
Leave your organs to science so they can dissect the meaning of dumb
I have no