Vengeance

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We shall seize this darkened day,

Because vengeance is your dues,

And you have hell to pay,

So get ready to fight and lose,

Just sign the death contract,

And get ready to die,

Now feel the bullet’s full impact,

And let your soul fly,

Take a good look around,

Because this is the last thing you’ll see,

And you will die in vain without a sound,

And remember what you did to me,

The smoke is cleared and my vengeance is won,

Now, because my enemy is gone, my life is done.

The Destruction of My World

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The dam that’s bound for the breaking,

The city that’s bound for the flood,

My world is bound for unmaking,

I drop to my knees in grief,

My world is set for destruction,

I am silent in my disbelief,

The tragic antagonist laughs,

When my world falls to pieces,

I feel the demonic wrath,

I fall deaf, mute, and blind,

No help that I can call for,

No grace that I can find,

My heart is shattered on the ground,

I pick up the pieces with my broken hands,

No happiness there to be found,

Only pain exists in this place,

Desperate for death I become,

Tears of blood stream down my face,

I now know what I must do,

Rip my soul into shreds,

It’s tragic and simple but true,

I cry my last tears of pain,

The rope around my neck,

Thunder rumbles as it starts to rain,

My world slips from my feet,

As the man in the black hood comes,

My savior I finally meet.

The Woods Stole my Spirit

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Sitting here in school,

My mind rotting away,

Why must life be so cruel?

Because here I must stay,

Out through the window I stare,

And I see the line of trees,

I wish to breathe the open air,

In the forest that frees,

My body is here, but not my soul,

My soul lies in the free, open woodland,

For only there am I whole,

But for now this place I must stand,

For my spirit the woods stole

I Stand Strong

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So they think that I can be defeated?

They think that I’ll just die,

But I need to stand strong,

Because I need to prove them wrong.

And I will not rest,

Until I earn what’s mine,

So bring your armies,

Bring your weapons,

I will rise up,

And I will fight,

Because I want it bad enough,

So now I have to earn it,

I’m a changed man,

And you shall soon learn,

That I do not give up easy.

Ten Years

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Ten years from now,

When I turn around,

And I look back on life,

Will I be satisfied?

Did I do what’s right?

Or did I lose the fight?

Did I make the right decisions?

Or was this all a vision?

Will everything turn out?

Or did I miss what life is all about?

I have my reasons why I walk this road,

So many chapters left untold,

I am broken to pieces of nothing.

In vile hope that I will be something,

Did I seize the day?

Or will I decay?

Will I realize my hopes or my fears?

When I look back in ten years.

Battles lost and Won

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Many battles have been fought and some lost,

My brothers die around me on all sides,

A great amount of life this war has cost,

Now the war has turned on us like the tides,

Machine guns shoot and the mortars howl

IED’s explode killing all around

Taliban insurgents are on the prowl,

The hiding Americans will be found,

In this war, the tides have turned once again,

The American soldiers, fighting back,

They can not feel pain, they might be insane,

Waiting for night, they are on the attack,

Many battles have been fought and some won,

They will not come home till the job is done

Every day we are challenged. We are challenged by our peers, challenged by our bosses, challenged by our parents. These people want to push us down, and make us feel like we’re inferior. When we are challenged, we want to stay down, we feel like we belong there, groveling in the dirt. Well I am telling you now to get up, and except the challenge. We need to prove these people wrong. When they push us down, we get right back up and in their face, and prove them wrong. That we don’t belong in the dirt, groveling at their feet. No matter what the challenge is, with our own human will, and help from God. We can rise up, and rise to the challenge, no matter what it is. the impossible is nothing if we put our mind and effort to it. So when you find yourself challenged, rise up, and win.

So, I’m trying out a new idea… every once in a while, I’ll post something that I have already written, thus making it an “archive.” So here goes..

Praise Be with Poetry

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Praise be with poetry,

Who has been there for many a century,

Every rhyme I write is worth writing,

Every time a new idea comes, it’s so exiting,

Poetry gives us so much,

And should be praised as such,

Poetry in motion gives us music,

From rap to tunes classic,

Poetry can kill death,

It can capture a breath,

Poetry makes me me,

You can see what I see,

Poetry is all I can be,

Praise be with poetry.

You May

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You may tremble before hell’s gate,

And you may meet a painful fate,

Or you may watch your enemies fall,

When you heed the Jesus call,

You may continue down your path to hell,

And you may be trapped in sin’s evil spell,

Or you may pick up your golden cross,

And you may rejoice in Satan’s loss,

You may stare into darkened eyes,

And follow the deceiver’s lies,

Or you may rejoice in the cleanse of the blood,

As you wait for the saving grace of the flood,

You may live through life wondering why,

You may feel nothing when you look at the sky,

Or you may be saved by his saving grace,

And your soul may look upon Jesus’ face,

You may believe the lies that Satan tells you,

Or you may follow Jesus and learn what is true.

Another Story upon the Crying Wall of Fate

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Sitting in the dark, I can’t forget,

Even now I’m damaged by another threat,

Another chapter in the book of heartbreak,

My head begins to sweat, and my hands begin to shake,

And although breathing, I only live through my scars,

I stomp my feet and bang on these cold steel bars,

I have been denied any happiness that comes by,

And the only thing left for me to do is die,

I thought that you had loved me but now I see clear,

Something that was too good, something that I fear,

But everything reminds me of you,

How can a love so fake fool a love so true?

Another story upon the crying wall of fate,

Another story, and every word I hate,

I lost what I love, so now my soul takes flight,

And now there’s no day, but only blackened, painful night.