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carpemax
Lost Thinker
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-State of Normalcy-

Punk/Thrash Metal/Rap


Too much interference. There's static in my head.
You will feel all my pain. Can you feel the coming dread?  
Read between the lines as my middle fingers bleed.  
Back away before you die, you better take heed.  
  
-No time for patience...No time for peace.  
-No time for kindness...Your life is on lease.  
-No time for love...No time for tweats.  
-No time for passion and I got no time for creeps.  
   
So, you say your life's unfair. Well, who the fuck cares?  
You drift into my mind deranged, you'll see my fangs bared.  
And, cross your path with mine you better look the other way.  
'Cause since I hit the street it's been another fucked-up day.  
   
-Don't care about no color...Don't care about your views.  
-Don't care for you glances, so I'll beat you black and blue.  
-Don't you understand you're nothin'? Is your brain so fuckin' crip?  
-Don't care about your 'dis, so eat you own shit.  
   
We be...tossed and lost and smokin' dope, watching shit TV.  
So brainwashed in our daily rote, survival is our creed.  
But, once you had some-somethin' and be takin' from your pound,  
the loss is boss and fuck-you too, it's gone to feed the hounds.  
   
-There's nothin' left for you...There's nothin' left but more.  
-They chew you up and spit you out, those weasely fuckin' whores.  
-They look at us as sheep in the lair of all 'Dem creeps.  
-So when they out and come about it's all about the leash.  
   
Now, I've caught this fuckin' flu from this sick society.  
'Cause the State of Normalcy is all idiocracy.  
The point of no return is dead and now is buried deep.  
'Cause 'Dem fuckin' politicians sown what we all must eat.  
   
-Nothin' makes no sense, no more, especially in D.C.  
-Nothin' is our hope as creeps dine and sip their tea.  
-Nothin' seems to matter...Nothin' do they share.  
-Nothin' gonna come our way, you better be aware.  
-No time for patience...Always time for war.  
-No time for kindness...Look at all the gore.  
-No time for love...No time for tweats.  
-No time for passion. It's time to beat the Creeps.
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
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Anonymous said:<< post removed >>
Todd, you took what I said totally wrong. I was referring to ways David said were used by women in suicide attempts.  I brought up two methods not mentioned, and proceeded to name two famous women in poetry who (most unfortunately) succeeded, one by gas oven, one from exphyxiation by auto exhaust; got it?  It wasn’t meant to be laughable.  Besides, Poets/writers of all ages and both genders, have taken their lives at an alarming rate, for generations.

*Bows to David apologetically.*

Zaynab_kamoonpury
Fire of Insight
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Suicide ain't no solution folks

(This poem actually helped a few to rethink suicide and dissuaded them from committing it. So I like to post it, you never know who it might help)
 
 
When life  
seems all hopeless
still don't you loose  
all scope of hope
for there's  
this thing  
dangling  
in the air,
Reach out  
for God's sturdy rope.
 
For how  
sure can  
you be  
that
death will  
take you  
to a better fate
What if [font=Verdana]

you are  
plunged  
into a  
plight  
much  
worse
where there's no turning  
back at any rate!
 
In times of trials and tribulations invoke Him
Or your chances of contentment remain slim
 
You too haven't been infallible and above all blame,
that you wish for a perfect rosy life
The excuses for suicide are usually so lame,
Better enjoy your share even so in strife.
 
Donot  
friend, plan to commit this act  
just to invoke another's pity and regret.
The pity and regret will come and go  
Besides it soothes no decomposed,
and a large slice of your life  
May lie in waste, your soul disposed
 
Why rush for thy grave,  
It may further gloom.
Suicide's ain't a way out  
fellow human friend.
Pray a godless way ,not send  
you unto this doom.
You haven't right to bring  
any life to its end.
 
And it's probable that all  
those years
that you now wish to recklessly  
discard in dust
 have something bright ahead,
 got to be a ray of  
hope
Extinguish it not if in God  
you trust!
 
 
 
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poet Anonymous

Thank you everyone for making this decision so hard for me! There was such a wide range of pieces, and I thoroughly enjoyed reading about things that inspire you. Heaven_sent_Kathy's poem really struck a chord within me. Whenever I read something I really like, I cannot stop thinking about it, which is exactly what happened in this case. There is a sort of ambiguity that makes the poem spectacular. Zaynab_kamoonpury's poem was also very emotional and spoke of the human condition. ReggiePoet also did a fantastic job with I am.

Thank you everyone! This was really fun

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