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GOVERMENT SLAVE

Torn and empty but struggle on
Captive in a world that I don't belong
Years of frustration, thoughts turned ill
When I fell victim to the gates of steel
Exhausted hope, diverse cries
Being observed by disrupted eyes
Tears are flowing forming streams
The toughest men broke down in screams
Walls stained with terror and sorrow
Invaded by fear that's hard to swallow
Violence brews, you can taste the tension
Blood will spill without a mention
I solely lay and reminisce
On little things I never thought I'll miss
Like running round in a open space
To feel the breeze against my face
To see the moon and starry skies
The dawning sun as it begins to rise
I bless the day I walked out that gate
For some this place will be there fate
My tormented mind has been engraved
With scars from being a government slave
nic hillen

was thinking about performing this as a spoken word poem.. please give me some tips and hints

taught by your actions, oops i forgot your words..

I wish I knew where to start, I really wish I had the words to say.
But my mouth is dry hence my lips stay sealed as I stand in awe of the things you do.
Actually it's the things you say but never do that hurt me the most.
You lifted me from the ground where I lay in peace just to let me fall and shatter to pieces.
You set me on a pinnacle of promises and there I was standing on false hopes.
Little did I know your actions preyed on me, waiting to push me off and watch as I fall to my demise?
The worst part about is how you taught me to live life but you can't even live up to that same lie.

You were my role model so I took the remote and tuned in to your channel
It looked so smooth but you told me never ever to even try touching it.
You did it so well but told me not to try learning it.
Sadly with every huffing word you puffed it in my face
Dad how could you tell me not to smoke when you made me taste it?
How can I stop craving this treat you showed me because I you it got me enticed.
So since passive isn't enough let me step into your shoes and be active enough because just like you is what I'm supposed be.
I came to you because you were my role model; I sit with you so show me how it's done
How could you tell me how to live life when you can't even live up to that same lie?

I thought you taught me how to love because you told me you loved me.
I knew I had found my teacher so I laced up my shoes and watched your footsteps.
So with every move I followed your footsteps and this shouldn't surprise you.
Ohh wow, so much for surprises because you are the one who surprised me.
I hit the door but you hit the door before me only difference is that I forgot my bags, ohh wait you never reminded me to pack.
Mommy where are you going, why employ the door when it's love you should deploy..?(Sigh, tears)
Oh well, I might as well snap out of memory lane because these divorce papers won't to sign themselves
I look at my wife as she wipes away her tears but as for this marriage I can't take it anymore.
Momma you told me that love never gives, too bad you never heard your echoes because your actions taught me twisted versions of those volumes.
Wherever you are I hope you can hear me because how could you teach me to live life when you couldn't live that lie?

I said amen the day you spoke about it, the whole church loved it the day you preached it
Even the guy who sat next to me adored you every Sunday because of how you said it and before I go on let me introduce him to you dad, he's going to be the father of this baby I carry.
I always thought life was picture perfect but those were lies that made me feel like it was worth it
You preached against murder but in my ear you whispered abortion.
You shout out repentance but in your house you withhold forgiveness.
Two-face was a villain but you are worse than the demon that haunts me, wait you are that demon.
You teach how to live life but you have made it a lie because you yourself couldn't live that lie

I'm in pain because it's so loud inside my head with words I never said,
Best part about it is that I don't regret my silence.
I'm not going to be like you and act like a noisy monster
I'm not going to be like you so I'll hold my words
I'll speak not the volumes I can't live out
I'll lead my kids by example, hug my wife and tear the divorce papers, give birth to my baby and marry the father,
If actions speak louder than words, let my actions speaker your language twice as fluent.
I'm done talking let's start acting

He downs a glass of wine
Without it he’s not alive
Friend leaves
Just you and him
The kiss
Keep lights switched off
The move
It’s quick and fine
He’s had his grove
And one more time
And once again
As time goes by
Both lie in bed
Sweet cuddle
Maybe
Not so sweet
His friend returns
Back in your seat
More silence
Lights
He doesn’t speak
One last thing left
Get me a taxi
He doesn’t say a word
He’s stoned
He doesn’t say goodbye
He is high
He doesn’t like the touch
Too much
He is paranoid
The story told

Would like some feed back on this poem..... I like it think it flows well and can follow it while reading.....thanks.....

Thy Hunts Mans Hound


By thy side,
follow
obey.

Oak
Elm
Beach.

Into thy Majesty's wood,
hunt,
for thy elusive
Stag.

Not
of golden fleece,
folklore,
nor
legend
do thy seek.

Thy secret,
all
on
to
thee.

Thy sent
aloft
breezes carry.

Unbeknown
to
He.

Intoxicating,
Thy musk
Thy smell
Thy sweat.

Taste
on thy
lips.

Thy tongue,
teeth
lodging
into thou hide.

From thy mill pond,
pluck thy goose,
that thy flesh
covers thee.

Go now,
find,
cries out
within.

Bound off
over moss laden
rocks.

Leaves,
upon thy earth
of seasons past
crush beneath
pads
of thy feet.


Over fallen titans
of
thy wood,
I
leap
in
haste.

There
before
thee,
thy
Stag.

Shake thy head,
thy antlers
thy rack,
velvet
pulled
back.

Which once
adorned
thee
in
thy
youth,
no longer
a
button
buck.

Chase,
run,
flee,
thy cloven hoof.

Take thee along
into
thy
realm.

Side by side,
breast against belly,
in rhythm
same pace
with stride.

Over hedge rows,
through thickets,
brambles thorn.

Lashing
across
flesh,
gashes torn,
I
bleed
for
thee.

Stand there
confront
surrender
exhausted,
froth on thy muzzle,
thy rapid breath.

Smell of thy effort,
no
escape.

Stay
thy
chase.

So I may,
hunt thy Stag
yet again,
catch thy sent,
intoxicating insanity,
what
of
that
which
I
do
seek.

I am thy Hunts mans Hound, thee be thy Stag.


Gary Kedron

Lisa
her name was Lisa *******.
I could not even speak
Transfixed
Eye see her
Soak in every detail
She knows
They talk, they whisper
She smiles and plays
with the girls
I walk in the track
alone
I see down
The ground before me
Silence
NO Evil Names
they
the boys play games
tricks on eachother
Different
tall
Quiet
Well mannered
teachers pet
I care not
i walk on the track
Alone
I see down
the ground before me
the bell Rings
Class
Lisa
Sitting near
the same room
Girls
Shapes
Close my eyes
Wonder
Whats down there?
I am a man
They are women
young still
Treated like pets
NO
NO
NO
you cannot
you must not
we will not allow
Morals
church
I was a child
teachings of god
Impossible Things
Dream
Love
Garden of Eden
Gone
is it?
Why
Why cant i have lisa
Lisa have me
Note
My soul on paper
What did i write
forgotten
Sealed love letter
ON the bus Home
Offer
take
No
Drop on lap
Runs
snatch up
Run Home
Walk?
Cry
All night
God?
Somehow
If I just wait
End up happily Married
Nothing
I care not
God is Good, and just
I know I am Good
Reward?
Next life?
No
In heaven?
Surely I wait
Cry hard
Lost
I walk on the track
alone
I see down
The ground before me
Silence
Respect
See other girls
Say
Do
Nothing
I wait
Lisa
Only one
Soul mate?
Losing
time
youth
money
physically
Not the man I was
So much potential
Lost
Prison
Mind
Diversion
What do I Want
Now
Money
Worthless
things?
Small
House
cabin?
Wait
Die

" I'd rather play tennis with the net down."

Who Am I

Who am I: I’m the courage to get you through the hardest things in life?
Who am I: I’m the fighter that will fight pass the end. Pass the limit and never give up on anything or anyone.
Who am I: I’m the love that you live for the reason you hang on so long.
Who am I: I’m the willing that will keep you in the eyes of your loved ones?The will that keeps you living longer than planned.
Who am I: I’m the unforgettable woman who fought long and hard for survival?The unforgettable woman who is my hero.
Who am I: I’m the breast that was taken out?The breast that was no good because of cancer in it.
Who am I: I’m the loving, unforgettable, courageous breast cancer fight that was ended early.
Who am I: I’m Brenda Masias

By Jared Masias
©2011

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