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| 41 Shots. |
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| 41 Shots. Early morning, Wrong made right, Pistol shots ring out, In the New York night. 41 shots of hate. 41 for one man, A kid from Africa, Reaching for a wallet with his hand. 19 shots hitting one soul. All on a suspicion, 19 shots raping justice, Justice out of control. They killed him dead on his doorstep, Like an animal from a foreign land. But that kid was as American as me, With the same rights, he was a man. Rest in peace Amadou, Taken by 41 shots, In the cold February night, On a doorstep in the Bronx. They got away free, Not punished at all. They got away free, All in the name of the law. The language was foreign to him, This kid didn’t even understand. What kind of nation do we live in, When they call that justice, killing an innocent man? |
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| Added On: Tue Sep 23 2003 | Hits: 1 |
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| Conscience |
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| I’m the icy tingle That travels up your spine Each time you get frightened The fear you feel is mine I’m that morbid thought That lives within your mind A deeper darker secret You will never find I’m the thickening fog The sun cannot burn thru I am your worst enemy Yet I’m a part of you I am what you think And I am what you feel I’m the voice that begs you To lie and cheat and steal I will not be forgotten I will not be ignored I am much too powerful My loss you can’t afford I sit upon your shoulder And tell you what to do I will not let you rest Until your job is thru |
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| Added On: Sat Jan 10 2004 | Hits: 1 |
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| Comfortability |
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| How I long to get my life back right, how I wish, how I hope I might. How I miss the confidence of calling everything my own, being in the peacefulness of my comforting home. Having the pride that I once had, being that someone took this all from me makes me all the more mad. Feeling so independant, that is how I once felt, much like a rose when the petals begin to welt. And now, feeling so lost, and so I sit and feel every piece of my heart melt. And so all I can do is fight to get my life back right, how I wish, how I hope I might. I felt myself falling deeper and deeper into this deep, dark hole, and with every inch, it tore shreds and pieces of my soul. At one point I had my lovely life I worked so hard for, I let my guards down, and all I heard was the slamming of my vacant apartment door. It wasn't much, but I loved my job, my home, my car, my independance I once had, being that someone took this all from me, makes me all the more mad. Being responsible, a mother, a good role-model, showing my child that even the littlest things are possible, it seemed so easy when I was unstoppable. And so now, I have to adapt to my new life,start all over again, it seems like forever, just to begin. I really do miss my life, that I hope to get back right, and someday I will, soon, I just might. |
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| Added On: Wed Feb 22 2006 | Hits: 1 |
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| Blackstar Canyon |
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| So here’s the silence The Savannah The brush Here’s where the tumbleweeds come from And the grasses creased suspiciously Points away from the dead circle amidst the flies. Degenerate Indigenous to land a stone’s throw from sunshine. The rock looked clean from below Parched and solemn, And up above And up above. An olive Greek Bent serpentine Did the virgins give their body’s blood Did the courtiers withdraw offered rings Dirt blouses dullest thud Forget ye not the little things With manners no gentleman could disarm Down the chipping We hand in arm Hand in arm My stalk will torch swiftly My leaves will burn gently The sun isnt amber The sun merely glows The grass isnt golden The creased grass stalk in the stalkinthe The bent grass in the stalkinthe Merely grows Do you fink? Do you fink? We’re told that terrible things happened here In such parts nothing remains underneath A spade shall not bury a thing A couple came to be alone And hand in hand So to be done before Home in time for Not to blame for A hand in child’s hand They courted the rock |
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| Added On: Fri Jan 16 2004 | Hits: 1 |
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| Before you left… |
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| I shall never forget you Though there’s been so many times I have fallen for you, This shall be understood Within this every line I admit and I had fallen for you I admit and I reckon, This love is inseparable, Can you please stay? I want you to stay for a while Please don’t leave me don’t go… I know am just your friend I’m longing to hug you Every single day have passed, Stay and don’t pretend, That once we became friends. Just this moment, I asked you, I don’t want to end it like this, Because I like you more than a friend I realized I like you too much I want to tell you I’m crossing the line, I’m breaking the barriers between us, I need you, I need you more than you’ll ever know I don’t want to cheat my self Or let this pass before time Here with me I held you close to my arms Close within my heart And hoped you felt it I may not expect in return I just want to say my feeling for you, For another day may come You’ll leave Yet I will die in insanity This eccentric feeling, Makes me vanished in time, Affections untamed for you Will be no longer felt Because here I am, A twitch in front of you Head over heels… I’m beginning to fall for you… You left and bid adieu… (09-20-03)- (09-22-03) 6:25:10 p.m. |
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| Added On: Wed Oct 1 2003 | Hits: 1 |
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