Submissions by WarriorPoet
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Aug 2015 9:12pm
6th Aug 2015 9:12pm
TREE-HUGGING NARCISSIST
There are people who believe we're actually a danger to this earth. That we could actually do lasting damage, with humanities girth. Allow me to educate you.
In a way most curt. Your belief that we're a threat to this world. Is a result of inflated self worth.
This is a world that survived a collision with another planet. But you think our dependence on fossil fuels, will cause a lasting hurt. We live amongst an environment that will always revert.
Back to an equilibrium. where life is diverse. Do you not understand that with every mass extinction, comes rebirth?...
In a way most curt. Your belief that we're a threat to this world. Is a result of inflated self worth.
This is a world that survived a collision with another planet. But you think our dependence on fossil fuels, will cause a lasting hurt. We live amongst an environment that will always revert.
Back to an equilibrium. where life is diverse. Do you not understand that with every mass extinction, comes rebirth?...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
6th Aug 2015 8:59pm
6th Aug 2015 8:59pm
Overdoses are Suicides
You claim that dealers are funneling drugs into schools. And their friends force them to try. But you know the truth don't you.
Its eating away at you inside. You know The fault lies in you. You were supposed to teach them the truth about drugs.
that anyone offering, was just taking them for a ride. they were old enough to understand. That makes them old enough to decide.
Whether or not what their hearing is truth or lies. they listen to friends. no smarter than they are.
and proven weak when peer pressure is applied. yet they seem genuinely surprised....
Its eating away at you inside. You know The fault lies in you. You were supposed to teach them the truth about drugs.
that anyone offering, was just taking them for a ride. they were old enough to understand. That makes them old enough to decide.
Whether or not what their hearing is truth or lies. they listen to friends. no smarter than they are.
and proven weak when peer pressure is applied. yet they seem genuinely surprised....
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ANGER POEM
Published
12th Mar 2015 3:33pm
12th Mar 2015 3:33pm
FOOL PROTECTORS
It's a fucked up system that their sworn to protect. When those who wear badges are fucking suspect. Above their own law.
Their reign of terror spreads unchecked. The public trust they continue to infect. Our country with their racial prejudice.
Forcing the masses to reflect. On whether or not slavery or the civil rights movement had any effect. Will they be unable to ever connect?
On a level of understanding with those they subject. The will of an iron fist. On their inferior nemesis.
All under the guise of civil selflessness. For one day they will be...
Their reign of terror spreads unchecked. The public trust they continue to infect. Our country with their racial prejudice.
Forcing the masses to reflect. On whether or not slavery or the civil rights movement had any effect. Will they be unable to ever connect?
On a level of understanding with those they subject. The will of an iron fist. On their inferior nemesis.
All under the guise of civil selflessness. For one day they will be...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
15th Feb 2015 4:24am
15th Feb 2015 4:24am
Prisoners of War
They kept us separate for several months. The last time I saw them they were throwing us on trains. As they ordered us to face the front.
I felt the fear rise from my feet to my head. As they closed the doors of the trains and I saw my wife’s tears shed. They took me to a camp in Poland with the name Auschwitz overhead.
They herded us like cattle pass the rotting dead. Killed off because they were unable to work or because they fled. But all I can think about is the women’s camp a few miles up the road instead.
I heard about the rape and murder that goes on in the...
I felt the fear rise from my feet to my head. As they closed the doors of the trains and I saw my wife’s tears shed. They took me to a camp in Poland with the name Auschwitz overhead.
They herded us like cattle pass the rotting dead. Killed off because they were unable to work or because they fled. But all I can think about is the women’s camp a few miles up the road instead.
I heard about the rape and murder that goes on in the...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
15th Feb 2015 4:01am
15th Feb 2015 4:01am
THE GREAT LYING
The need to know, is greater than the desire to be fooled. It's the reason that science can't be overruled. No matter if, they teach religion in public schools.
The open-minded will never conform to religious rules. Because we know deep inside, your holy books are nothing but tools. Used to distract those weak of will.
While over their eyes, the blind folds pulled. Promising them truth, while spoon-feeding them bull. Attempting to hide century's of the wrong that Christians do.
The inquisitions, witch trials, nine crusades to name a few. Is but the tip of the...
The open-minded will never conform to religious rules. Because we know deep inside, your holy books are nothing but tools. Used to distract those weak of will.
While over their eyes, the blind folds pulled. Promising them truth, while spoon-feeding them bull. Attempting to hide century's of the wrong that Christians do.
The inquisitions, witch trials, nine crusades to name a few. Is but the tip of the...
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ANGER POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2014 5:01am
22nd Oct 2014 5:01am
Swastika
A symbol dating beyond 10,000 years ago. A glyph long sacred. With origins that remain untold.
Long predating the age of old. Used in Asia and Europe as a symbol to behold.
Until a dark cloud shrouded the message. Tilting it 45 degrees. They make it their own. To give there Reich Credence.
As if Fate itself had bestowed. An Unholy edict against their chosen foes. Further perverting the meaning of what the symbol holds.
25 yrs of misuse, should not undermine it's legacy. Nor should it stop parents from educating their own. Because people today...
Long predating the age of old. Used in Asia and Europe as a symbol to behold.
Until a dark cloud shrouded the message. Tilting it 45 degrees. They make it their own. To give there Reich Credence.
As if Fate itself had bestowed. An Unholy edict against their chosen foes. Further perverting the meaning of what the symbol holds.
25 yrs of misuse, should not undermine it's legacy. Nor should it stop parents from educating their own. Because people today...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jul 2014 3:59am
6th Jul 2014 3:59am
FISCALLY UNBOUND
The poor and working class, believed forever bound. Living beneath those who wear the crowns. Just because there wealth and influence astounds.
Until one day the weight we carry causes us to drown. For the loss of life and dignity forced us to look around. Realizing we became slaves to a society where our voices would never sound.
Living in a world where our money would always flow uptown. For the sweat and blood we shed, guarantees us a spot at the burial mound. No longer can we wait and hope for our luck to rebound.
For some of us have waited patiently,...
Until one day the weight we carry causes us to drown. For the loss of life and dignity forced us to look around. Realizing we became slaves to a society where our voices would never sound.
Living in a world where our money would always flow uptown. For the sweat and blood we shed, guarantees us a spot at the burial mound. No longer can we wait and hope for our luck to rebound.
For some of us have waited patiently,...
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Jul 2012 3:40am
9th Jul 2012 3:40am
Reluctant Traveler
I do what I must to make sure our lives don't careen. Off the road, we have chosen even though the future is unseen. Though this is not the life, I would have foreseen.
Nor one I would have chosen willingly to lead. Forever bogged down by those who are on my team. Constantly questioned because my methods were unclean.
Because they don't understand that the longer they wait the more I bleed. But it's worth it when their heads hit the pillow. And the lives they wake up to are almost serene.
But I can't help wondering about the glowing eyes that stare down on me. Will...
Nor one I would have chosen willingly to lead. Forever bogged down by those who are on my team. Constantly questioned because my methods were unclean.
Because they don't understand that the longer they wait the more I bleed. But it's worth it when their heads hit the pillow. And the lives they wake up to are almost serene.
But I can't help wondering about the glowing eyes that stare down on me. Will...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Jul 2012 3:36am
9th Jul 2012 3:36am
Beautiful Disease
A body made for sin catches your gaze and you seize. For you knew not that god made faces such as these. For when she’d grace you with her presence you would freeze.
Buckling under the power of her beauty and bought to your knees. An effect she creates with ease. Because she has a way of turning any man in to the smallest of fleas.
And it’s here where she did as she pleased. And she’d snatch the life from you every time you’d beg on your knees. As she does everything common of a twenty dollar tease.
And every sexual desire is appeased. Unknown to you that this is...
Buckling under the power of her beauty and bought to your knees. An effect she creates with ease. Because she has a way of turning any man in to the smallest of fleas.
And it’s here where she did as she pleased. And she’d snatch the life from you every time you’d beg on your knees. As she does everything common of a twenty dollar tease.
And every sexual desire is appeased. Unknown to you that this is...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2012 00:34am
3rd Jul 2012 00:34am
Exploitation
This world was built on exploiting all men. Particularly the working class who have no money to spend. It does not matter if you're white, black or Asian.
The inferior is a class you will never transcend. Because your face will so easily blend. Amongst the poor and deprived that make up the billions.
And the governments only see their people as loosened. That they may use to maintain their kingdoms, or completely expend. But unfortunately upon your deaths it won't be the end.
For as you conceive your children they will one day continue the trend. Of working until...
The inferior is a class you will never transcend. Because your face will so easily blend. Amongst the poor and deprived that make up the billions.
And the governments only see their people as loosened. That they may use to maintain their kingdoms, or completely expend. But unfortunately upon your deaths it won't be the end.
For as you conceive your children they will one day continue the trend. Of working until...
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2012 00:30am
3rd Jul 2012 00:30am
Let Bygones Be
I had overcome the ruins that you made this a life. Putting out every fire that you would ignite. Fighting through every conflict that you would incite.
Focusing every day on a future so bright. Where the only time I see the darkness, is when day turns to night. And the pain you inflicted is far beyond on my sights.
For this life you once grounded has forever taken flight. Peering down on a man who can no longer stay up right. For you have become a shade that lives out of spite.
A once proud fool who can no longer put up a fight. Days from death and all you...
Focusing every day on a future so bright. Where the only time I see the darkness, is when day turns to night. And the pain you inflicted is far beyond on my sights.
For this life you once grounded has forever taken flight. Peering down on a man who can no longer stay up right. For you have become a shade that lives out of spite.
A once proud fool who can no longer put up a fight. Days from death and all you...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2012 1:28pm
2nd Jul 2012 1:28pm
Fighting Blind
A leader is only as good as those he leads. But an army is only as strong as what they believe. What their willing to die for.
And what they are willing to leave. To fight the enemy abroad. So in peaceful times we may breath.
But there are no righteous causes that drives them to succeed. No more P.O.W.'s to repatriate. Or dictators to supersede.
Only back ally deals to make. And soldiers deaths to grieve. For they kill on command. Not for the freedoms in which they believed.
And what they are willing to leave. To fight the enemy abroad. So in peaceful times we may breath.
But there are no righteous causes that drives them to succeed. No more P.O.W.'s to repatriate. Or dictators to supersede.
Only back ally deals to make. And soldiers deaths to grieve. For they kill on command. Not for the freedoms in which they believed.
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