Alfred Barna

Alfred Barna Poems

1. Death 3/10/2013
2. Hidden Truths 3/16/2013
3. Home 3/16/2013
4. Staring At The Stars 3/17/2013
5. The Holocaust Museum 3/25/2013
6. Before I Knew The World 3/25/2013
7. Beware The Men 3/31/2013
8. Blinded We Are 3/31/2013
9. Doctoring 4/3/2013
10. Vampire's Esmerelda 3/8/2013
11. Cinema Noir 3/8/2013
12. The Old Apple Tree And Dad 3/8/2013
13. Sands Of Time 4/27/2013
14. You Are My Song 6/8/2013
15. Enemy Within 7/14/2013
16. I Just Need Some Water 7/16/2013
17. Hide And Seek (So People Forget) 7/18/2013
18. Laws Of Men 6/30/2013
19. Hope Into A Hole 1/27/2013
20. Wise Dumb 7/29/2013
21. Necropolis Technopolis 9/25/2013
22. Welcome My Son 9/30/2013
23. This World Is Fire 11/7/2013
24. Access Denied 12/8/2013
25. The Monster 12/12/2013
26. Just Enough Time 1/7/2014
27. Desire To Break Free 1/16/2014
28. Turning Away 2/1/2014
29. As If You Had To Ask 2/2/2014
30. Truth Is The Light 3/7/2014
31. Just Hold The Line 3/30/2014
32. The Battle Between 4/3/2014
33. Blinding Light 4/3/2014
34. Perfection 4/22/2014
35. Give Me The Breeze And The Bees 5/16/2014
36. The Ties That Bind 5/30/2014
37. Nuture Your Nature Instead 6/12/2014
38. Thoughts 7/31/2014
39. Pawn Or Thorn...Up To You 8/10/2014
40. The Chameleons 9/11/2014
Best Poem of Alfred Barna

Money, Money, Money, Money

I know I have the answers
I’m sure I have the cure
Immaculate cars, pretty dancers
That will thrill you right to the core
All your dreams will be fulfilled
And you’ll have friends, where you go
No matter how plain or unskilled
You will be the star of the show
It’ll take just a bit of money
Just like the sweetest drops of honey
Just a little bit of money
Money, money, money, money

You want some respect
You just like to feel revered
You want some loving aspect
You want to know that someone cared
You’ll find plenty of sycophants
Catering to ...

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Enemy Of My Own Creation

Enemy of my own creation
Giving me complete control of a nation
If you denounce my power, ever growing
It’s obvious whose sympathies you are showing (shot rings out)
Ruling with force much easier with greater fear
No one questions (shot rings out) , or they might be next
I am the master with an ever reaching ear
And ever watching eyes, down to your every text
The enemy is the smirk behind my back

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