Strange irony in our history
Blood in the veins
Of the bowels of humanity
Violence on the reins
Of the horse of cruelty
Love flushed into the mains
Twisted the times
Strange death in our rhymes
The silence of our mimes
Bought only by our spare dimes
Downcast by life's limes
We see other's faults as their crimes
And so as the days go by
We see his warnings and lie
Leaving preborn babies to die
Shunning neighbours going oh, my
Putting kindness on the rack to dry
Using umbrellas when we see God cry.
There Once Was A Woman by chidoriuser360, literature
Literature
There Once Was A Woman
There was once a woman
For whom I'd do anything
For whom I'd jump before a bus
For whom I'd give my everything
There was once a woman
For whom I'd give my everything
By whom my heart and soul were taken
To whom my emotions were shackled
There once was a woman
To whom my emotions were shackled
By whom my heart shattered
And I was awoken
There once was a woman
And I was awoken
In my heart so perfect was she
Though a figment she was
There is a woman
Though a figment she was
Though my heart was shattered
There she still lives.
I lift my pinkie finger,
And you breathe again.
She reads a book,
And turns the page.
He uses a bomb,
And dies for his faith.
These are the choices we've made.
.
I look at the sky,
Gazing at the clouds.
You hang with your friends,
Skateboarding around.
She's in a meeting,
Presenting away.
He's dropped in a war,
His country in flames.
These, are the choices we've made.
.
I make my choices,
I make them as one.
You make your choices,
You make them jointly.
She makes her choices,
She makes them within a group.
He made his choices,
He made them semi-forced.
These, are, the choices we've made.
.
These, are, the, choices we've made.
.
Choices.
I see you, you see me.
We do not see each other.
Passing by, we are trees.
Concerned not with another.
I and you, you and me.
Why are we so distant?
You and I, me and you.
When did this happen?
50, 200, 2000 years ago?
When we are not so different.
Those curves, those humps,
Those lovely little bumps,
And the peach that comes with it,
Oh how I love that furry fruit,
And the juice contained within it.
You say I have a problem, but I say it's not my problem. You asserted that because I have a problem it is my problem. Do you want to know why it is not my problem? It is because the problem is that you think I have a problem, not that I do actually do. I don't care what you think, that doesn't matter. It doesn't even matter what I think. You may think I'm some kind of demon spawn, you may think I'm Bob Marley, for some incomprehensible reason you may think I'm both. However, that doesn't matter. I don't care. If you perhaps chance ask what does matter, it is our actions. Our thoughts become our actions and it is by that which we are judged. I
Strange irony in our history
Blood in the veins
Of the bowels of humanity
Violence on the reins
Of the horse of cruelty
Love flushed into the mains
Twisted the times
Strange death in our rhymes
The silence of our mimes
Bought only by our spare dimes
Downcast by life's limes
We see other's faults as their crimes
And so as the days go by
We see his warnings and lie
Leaving preborn babies to die
Shunning neighbours going oh, my
Putting kindness on the rack to dry
Using umbrellas when we see God cry.
There Once Was A Woman by chidoriuser360, literature
Literature
There Once Was A Woman
There was once a woman
For whom I'd do anything
For whom I'd jump before a bus
For whom I'd give my everything
There was once a woman
For whom I'd give my everything
By whom my heart and soul were taken
To whom my emotions were shackled
There once was a woman
To whom my emotions were shackled
By whom my heart shattered
And I was awoken
There once was a woman
And I was awoken
In my heart so perfect was she
Though a figment she was
There is a woman
Though a figment she was
Though my heart was shattered
There she still lives.
I lift my pinkie finger,
And you breathe again.
She reads a book,
And turns the page.
He uses a bomb,
And dies for his faith.
These are the choices we've made.
.
I look at the sky,
Gazing at the clouds.
You hang with your friends,
Skateboarding around.
She's in a meeting,
Presenting away.
He's dropped in a war,
His country in flames.
These, are the choices we've made.
.
I make my choices,
I make them as one.
You make your choices,
You make them jointly.
She makes her choices,
She makes them within a group.
He made his choices,
He made them semi-forced.
These, are, the choices we've made.
.
These, are, the, choices we've made.
.
Choices.
I see you, you see me.
We do not see each other.
Passing by, we are trees.
Concerned not with another.
I and you, you and me.
Why are we so distant?
You and I, me and you.
When did this happen?
50, 200, 2000 years ago?
When we are not so different.
Those curves, those humps,
Those lovely little bumps,
And the peach that comes with it,
Oh how I love that furry fruit,
And the juice contained within it.
You say I have a problem, but I say it's not my problem. You asserted that because I have a problem it is my problem. Do you want to know why it is not my problem? It is because the problem is that you think I have a problem, not that I do actually do. I don't care what you think, that doesn't matter. It doesn't even matter what I think. You may think I'm some kind of demon spawn, you may think I'm Bob Marley, for some incomprehensible reason you may think I'm both. However, that doesn't matter. I don't care. If you perhaps chance ask what does matter, it is our actions. Our thoughts become our actions and it is by that which we are judged. I
Me: To die or not to die, that is not the question, the question is: To live or die for God. Me: Without hope we have nothing, for without hope all we have is already gone from our minds.
You see her
You see him
They have more money,
More friends, more fun
But you don't see
Their misery
She has more money
He has more friends
She's paying a loan
He's paying his friends
You're in a shack
They're taking smack
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