Submissions by David_Macleod (14397816)
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Dec 2014 00:16am
4th Dec 2014 00:16am
Despite The Facts
The way you combed your hair
The way you used to care
The way you brushed your teeth
The way you promised not to leave
The fact your laughter was the key
The fact; it was; that you chose me
The fact your love was everything
The fact I cry now when I sing
The way you’d do just what I do
The fact it’s night time I feel blue
The way you’d save me from the bad
The fact without you; I’m so sad
The fact I hate the way you lied
The funny memories make me cry
The fact in bed, awake, I lie
The selfish way you chose to die
...
The way you used to care
The way you brushed your teeth
The way you promised not to leave
The fact your laughter was the key
The fact; it was; that you chose me
The fact your love was everything
The fact I cry now when I sing
The way you’d do just what I do
The fact it’s night time I feel blue
The way you’d save me from the bad
The fact without you; I’m so sad
The fact I hate the way you lied
The funny memories make me cry
The fact in bed, awake, I lie
The selfish way you chose to die
...
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ANGER POEM
Published
4th Dec 2014 00:15am
4th Dec 2014 00:15am
Iffy
If you think you’re all that; then you’re probably not
If you say you have it all; it’s nothing that you’ve got
If you think you’re special; it will just refer to needs
If you say you never lie; that line itself misleads
If you think you’re better; chances are you’re worse
If you say that you’re blessing: it’s more likely you’re a curse
If you think you’re clever; then you’re probably a fool
If you say you’re the coolest; you’ll surely be un-cool
If you think you’re beautiful: grotesque you’ll be inside
If you say you’re all up front;...
If you say you have it all; it’s nothing that you’ve got
If you think you’re special; it will just refer to needs
If you say you never lie; that line itself misleads
If you think you’re better; chances are you’re worse
If you say that you’re blessing: it’s more likely you’re a curse
If you think you’re clever; then you’re probably a fool
If you say you’re the coolest; you’ll surely be un-cool
If you think you’re beautiful: grotesque you’ll be inside
If you say you’re all up front;...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Dec 2014 8:49pm
1st Dec 2014 8:49pm
Not All But Some
Not All But Some
Not all whites are racist
It would be racist to claim otherwise
Not all whites are racist
Some of us are bigots
Some of us celebrate the
Hate of sectarian divides
Some of us hate Catholics
Even more if they are black Catholics
Some of us hate Protestants
Regardless of their colour
Some of us hate for no reason
Some of us hate for good reason
Some of us are allegedly homophobic
Some of us just hate homosexuals
Some of us were taught to hate
Some of us don’t seem to know...
Not all whites are racist
It would be racist to claim otherwise
Not all whites are racist
Some of us are bigots
Some of us celebrate the
Hate of sectarian divides
Some of us hate Catholics
Even more if they are black Catholics
Some of us hate Protestants
Regardless of their colour
Some of us hate for no reason
Some of us hate for good reason
Some of us are allegedly homophobic
Some of us just hate homosexuals
Some of us were taught to hate
Some of us don’t seem to know...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Dec 2014 7:53pm
1st Dec 2014 7:53pm
From The Cheap Seats
Reverse racism – No such thing!
Racism is racism regardless of colour
Bigotry is bigotry regardless of religion,
Gender, orientation, or human difference
Oppression is oppression regardless of
Reasoning, causation, or attempted justification.
Racism of any kind is wrong
Bigotry of any kind is wrong
Oppression of any kind is wrong
Racism can never be justified
Bigotry can never be acceptable
Oppression can never be righteous
Being a victim of racism does not allow you to be racist
Being a victim of bigotry does not give you the right to...
Racism is racism regardless of colour
Bigotry is bigotry regardless of religion,
Gender, orientation, or human difference
Oppression is oppression regardless of
Reasoning, causation, or attempted justification.
Racism of any kind is wrong
Bigotry of any kind is wrong
Oppression of any kind is wrong
Racism can never be justified
Bigotry can never be acceptable
Oppression can never be righteous
Being a victim of racism does not allow you to be racist
Being a victim of bigotry does not give you the right to...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Dec 2014 00:02am
1st Dec 2014 00:02am
Roads
The road to Heaven is paved with;
Original sin and recurring guilt.
A dead saviour’s blood now spilt.
A holy saviour meek and mild
not sparing the rod or the child.
Its paved with hate it’s paved with pain,
it’s not washed clean by blood or rain.
It moves ever slowly, an effortless shrug
Like a black and slimy, angelic slug.
The road to Hell is paved with;
Daring stunts and sexual pleasure,
silver, gold and pirate treasure.
Credit cards and lots of cash,
All things shiny, all things flash.
Dirty girls and dirty boys,
Leather...
Original sin and recurring guilt.
A dead saviour’s blood now spilt.
A holy saviour meek and mild
not sparing the rod or the child.
Its paved with hate it’s paved with pain,
it’s not washed clean by blood or rain.
It moves ever slowly, an effortless shrug
Like a black and slimy, angelic slug.
The road to Hell is paved with;
Daring stunts and sexual pleasure,
silver, gold and pirate treasure.
Credit cards and lots of cash,
All things shiny, all things flash.
Dirty girls and dirty boys,
Leather...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Nov 2014 11:59pm
30th Nov 2014 11:59pm
Streets
Roads lead to nowhere
Avenues are owned by the trees
Tracks are possessed by athletes
Drives are owned by golfers
Mewses belong to poetic whimsy
Lanes are romantically for Lovers
Paths have been taken over by cycles
Terraces are for drunken fans
Highways are there for Junkies
Bi-ways are for polar bears
Boulevards smell French
Crescents in black are for Islamic extremists
The main drag is just for smokers
The alley is cool for cats
However.
The streets are ours
Avenues are owned by the trees
Tracks are possessed by athletes
Drives are owned by golfers
Mewses belong to poetic whimsy
Lanes are romantically for Lovers
Paths have been taken over by cycles
Terraces are for drunken fans
Highways are there for Junkies
Bi-ways are for polar bears
Boulevards smell French
Crescents in black are for Islamic extremists
The main drag is just for smokers
The alley is cool for cats
However.
The streets are ours
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Nov 2014 8:34pm
29th Nov 2014 8:34pm
Recipe
RECIPE
Devils Food Cake
Ingredients:
1oz of shredded Wrath
1lb of Flesh
5 Evil Deeds
½ pint of Envy
A cup of whipped Pride
6 Lustful fantasies (Only 1 if serving to over the 50’s)
3 slices of Sloth
2 Cloves of Guilt
Add Greed to taste
Instructions:
Remove the dead frog from your liquidizer. Put all ingredients into the liquidizer. Put the frog back in and pulverize.
Pour the contents into a bread of life loaf tin. Bake in the fires of hell for eternity. When ready turn out onto pre-blooded torture racks to...
Devils Food Cake
Ingredients:
1oz of shredded Wrath
1lb of Flesh
5 Evil Deeds
½ pint of Envy
A cup of whipped Pride
6 Lustful fantasies (Only 1 if serving to over the 50’s)
3 slices of Sloth
2 Cloves of Guilt
Add Greed to taste
Instructions:
Remove the dead frog from your liquidizer. Put all ingredients into the liquidizer. Put the frog back in and pulverize.
Pour the contents into a bread of life loaf tin. Bake in the fires of hell for eternity. When ready turn out onto pre-blooded torture racks to...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Nov 2014 8:33pm
29th Nov 2014 8:33pm
There Was A Time
There was a time,
Fear of hell
And lust for heaven
Was paramount.
It made reasonable people
Do unspeakable things
Tortured Interrogations
Sanctified Human Sacrifice
Holy Invasions and Wars
Dogmatic Ethnic Slaughter
God Led Genocide
There was a time.
There was a time
For most,
That time has dissolved
In a barrage of
Trivialisation.
We belittle both
Heaven and hell.
It has become
A jibe, a joke
Neither destination
To be taken seriously
As an end of life
Result
There...
Fear of hell
And lust for heaven
Was paramount.
It made reasonable people
Do unspeakable things
Tortured Interrogations
Sanctified Human Sacrifice
Holy Invasions and Wars
Dogmatic Ethnic Slaughter
God Led Genocide
There was a time.
There was a time
For most,
That time has dissolved
In a barrage of
Trivialisation.
We belittle both
Heaven and hell.
It has become
A jibe, a joke
Neither destination
To be taken seriously
As an end of life
Result
There...
684 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Nov 2014 8:28pm
27th Nov 2014 8:28pm
That Man
He’s the MAN, that man
A man’s man,
A man’s man’s man’s man
He’s a man’s man for awe that
and awe that and awe that
He’s a man’s man for awe that
and a little bit of this
and a little bit of that
He’s every bit a man
And a few more bits besides
He walks like a man
talks like a man,
Has difficulty doing both
At the same time like a man.
He takes it like a man,
fakes it like a man,
mistakes it like a man,
handshakes it like a man,
jailbreaks it like a man.
His mind awakes slowly just like a man
He’s a...
A man’s man,
A man’s man’s man’s man
He’s a man’s man for awe that
and awe that and awe that
He’s a man’s man for awe that
and a little bit of this
and a little bit of that
He’s every bit a man
And a few more bits besides
He walks like a man
talks like a man,
Has difficulty doing both
At the same time like a man.
He takes it like a man,
fakes it like a man,
mistakes it like a man,
handshakes it like a man,
jailbreaks it like a man.
His mind awakes slowly just like a man
He’s a...
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Nov 2014 8:20pm
27th Nov 2014 8:20pm
Book Of Instructions
Why would I read the book of instructions
I just need to know if it actually functions
No drawing needed, attach bit X to bit B
I’ve got eye sight, where it goes, I can actually see
Lists of contents and parts, Why should I bother
Even if I end up with some parts left over
So what if my bookcase collapses in a heap
Reading instructions just puts me to sleep
I am proud as punch with my wonky shelf
Why use a manual, its called do it yourself
Usually in Chinese, the English is sparse
You can take you book of instructions
And shove it up your...
I just need to know if it actually functions
No drawing needed, attach bit X to bit B
I’ve got eye sight, where it goes, I can actually see
Lists of contents and parts, Why should I bother
Even if I end up with some parts left over
So what if my bookcase collapses in a heap
Reading instructions just puts me to sleep
I am proud as punch with my wonky shelf
Why use a manual, its called do it yourself
Usually in Chinese, the English is sparse
You can take you book of instructions
And shove it up your...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Nov 2014 8:01pm
24th Nov 2014 8:01pm
Dentist
No need to be afraid
you won’t feel any pain”
said the dentist to persuade
“I am really quite humane”
“Open wide, just say ahh
you will not feel a thing
it’s just a wooden spatula
no need for wriggling”
“Oh dear this looks bad
I’ll have to do some drilling
its’ ok, don’t look so sad
I’ll give you a gold filling”
“Now, this will hurt me more than you”
he smiled as he came near
my actions now were overdue
despite my wretched fear
I grabbed his nuts and squeezed them hard
he suddenly lost his glee
I...
you won’t feel any pain”
said the dentist to persuade
“I am really quite humane”
“Open wide, just say ahh
you will not feel a thing
it’s just a wooden spatula
no need for wriggling”
“Oh dear this looks bad
I’ll have to do some drilling
its’ ok, don’t look so sad
I’ll give you a gold filling”
“Now, this will hurt me more than you”
he smiled as he came near
my actions now were overdue
despite my wretched fear
I grabbed his nuts and squeezed them hard
he suddenly lost his glee
I...
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Nov 2014 7:57pm
24th Nov 2014 7:57pm
Breathe Easy
Tick follows tock, as tock follows tick
Breath taken in, breath exhaled out
Eyes get opened, eyes get closed
Heart erratically thumps, pulse quickly pumps
You’re next breath could be your last
The next thing you say could be your last words
The next emotional response could be your epitaph
The person that you next hurt, may stay hurt for ever
Death is only a matter of when, not if
How would you want to be remembered?
How much pain do you really want to leave behind?
What have you put off that you cannot do now?
What apologies have you kept...
Breath taken in, breath exhaled out
Eyes get opened, eyes get closed
Heart erratically thumps, pulse quickly pumps
You’re next breath could be your last
The next thing you say could be your last words
The next emotional response could be your epitaph
The person that you next hurt, may stay hurt for ever
Death is only a matter of when, not if
How would you want to be remembered?
How much pain do you really want to leave behind?
What have you put off that you cannot do now?
What apologies have you kept...
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