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Your Choice!

stop the senseless killing!
right here, right now!
murder is murder.

nothing you own or possess
is worth the price of a human life...
killing never brings peace!

the bombs you drop
you lack of faith.
the bodies you bury

in the shallow ditch your children.
only God knows the price you pay,
only you know the God you face!

every action brings either
life or death... your choice!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Stop the Bombing

stop the bombing...
just stop the bombing!
murder is murder!
violence never brings peace.

there is no 'God'
who ever justified
one group of people
killing everyone
that is different.

no one people are superior...
hell, no one is superior
to anyone else...
nobody ever has the right
to own anybody!

quit stacking bodies
in the ditches...
stop digging the ditches!

stop the bombing!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Knife

Slit and
Slither knife
Penetrate in phallic push
To perforate the pulse of tissues in the flesh
Slice a vein to drain the unsuspecting victim
E’er they bleed and plea
Their scream
Of death

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murder

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Truth About War

all wars are wrong!
war is killing masked in ideals.
most of the people killed
in wars are not soldiers,
- often women and children.

we dont have the right to invade,
to conquer, or to mold other countries.
we dont own them!
we dont even own the earth
we're living on.

killing is wrong.
all of life is sacred.
we dont have the right
to take another's life.
we dont have the right
to play God...
we're not even very good
at being human.

fear, insecurity, greed...
no matter what the propaganda,
it's all lies!
the act of war is
the act of murder....

democracy doesnt take by force...
it allows human choice to prevail.
war is the machine of the soulless,
peace is a conscious decision!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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A Key To Nothing

no more doors
no more locks
no more windows
no more box
no more no less
no more nothing less
no more six foot digs
no more hypocrites
no more emptiness
no more consequence
no more puppet strings
no more disease
no more growing up
no more happiness
no more lying down
no more complacence
i have
i hold the key to nothing
it's a small killing
murder
murder's in the hands
of motion...as it seems to be
no more nothing
no more anything
no more you
no more me
no more posturing victories
no more nations to defeat
no more speaking truth
no more deceit
no more holding down
no more pushing me
no more new world order
no more ANARCHY
i have
i hold the key to nothing
it's a small killing
murder
murder's in the hands
of motion...as it seems to be
im washing my hands...of the whole thing(X3)
i want no more nothing!(X4)
i have
i hold the key...to nothing
it's a small killing
murder
murder's in the hands
of motion...as it seems to be
i'm washing my hands, of everything
of everything we are

song performed by by Mudvayne
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Stop The Killing!

he killed Trayvon
with a bullet to the chest.
stone cold murder!
much as we've killed...
Vietnamese children,
South American children,
the children of Iraq,
and Afghanistan...
Japanese children,
Native American children,
and probably next
the children of Iran!
as Dylan mocks:
'with god on our side'...
whose god?
what type of morality
justifies killing children?
we might just as well
be killing our own children!
and in a sense we are!
Trayvon demands justice...
so do the ghosts of all the children...
their faces ingrained in the curse
on our souls, on our land!
stop the killing!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Time Is Running Out

i think i'm drowning
asphyxiated
i wanna break this spell
that you've created
you're something beautiful
a contradiction
i wanna play the game
i want the friction
you will be the death of me
you will be the death of me
bury it
i won't let you bury it
i won't let you smother it
i won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
i wanted freedom
but I'm restricted
i tried to give you up
but i'm addicted
now that you know i'm trapped
sense of elation
you'd never dream of
breaking this fixation
you will squeeze the life out of me
bury it
i won't let you bury it
i won't let you smother it
i won't let you murder it
and our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
has it come to this?
oooooohh
you will suck the life out of me
bury it
i won't let you bury it
i won't let you smother it
i won't let you murder it
and our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
ooooooohh

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Our Time Is Running Out

I think im drowning
asphyxiated
I wanna break the spell
that you've created
you're something beautiful
a contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction
you will be
the death of me
yeah, you will be
the death of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
and our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
I wanted freedom
but I'm restricted
I tried to give you up
but I'm addicted
now that you know I'm trapped
sense of elation
you'll never dream of breaking this fixation
you will squeeze the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
and our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
we can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
yeah you will suck the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
and our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?

song performed by by Muse
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One with Darkness

When ever I go out I go out fighting
Screaming for chance to finally end up dying
I have to murder to fulfill my end of this deal
Death is imminent, but something that I’ll never feel.

This is my curse, this is my curse
Sign upon the bloody line I should’ve thought of first
This is my curse, this is my curse
This is my curse, this is my curse
Killing for a living this can’t get any worse
This is my curse, this is my curse

How can I ever love someone else
When murder is my life, and I can’t even love myself
Every night I wake up next to another dead whore
Someone please stop me I don’t want to murder anymore

poem by Justin Schock
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Life Or Death?

Every day we live, we always face death
We get closer to it, every time we take a breath
Life is special but death brings peace
Life brings reality and things you believe
Death is hard for everyone around
Death is quiet, no more bad sounds
Life is also hard, all the things we go through
Life can never be easy, no matter what you do
Death is sad, for those who cry
Death is meaningful, for those who die
Life is a work of art, it's nice to look
Life is full of teachings, like an open book
Death is the new life, might as well be dead
Death is a lot more, for what's up ahead
Life brings new things, always something new
Life brings surprises, something out the blue
Death is scary, nothing we want to see
Death is negative, a place we don't want to be
Life is full of love, with the ones close to you
Life is full of money, for those who sue
Death is empty, nothing compared to this
Death is a lot of things, too long of a list
But life is everything; don't wait till there's nothing left
Death can wait, so don't waste your last breath
So just pick your choice, which one? Life or death?

poem by Triauna Hall
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Premeditation

Oh blade you'll warm tonight!
Awash in crimson-purple flows,
Your sheen will dull with aching flesh:
Palpating anatomic mounds
Caressing, dancing, writhing round
Your metal form-
Whetted ‘gainst a lonely bone,
Then to probe the pounding, begging heart.

And all the while the prey will howl
Before they crumple; greet the mud-
A taut and unbelieving jowl
Will open out for giving blood-
A vent from down below,
Once a brutal show
Of metal in the man.

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Last War

I came to join a 'Peace Force,
To stop fighting, murder, war.
But now the war has started,
The 'Peace Force' is no more.

The fighting goes on - forever,
The murder has no because,
Just who wanted this stupid war?
I'd like life the way it was.

The way life was before the Bomb,
Before they slaughtered earth.
Before they killed the human race,
What was it really worth.

The generals in their office,
(Now floating round in space) !
Shake each others hands,
And put on a brave face.

Tiny peices of rock float by,
They used to be our world.
Now everything we loved is destroyed,

But the generals say we won.

poem by Christine Andrews
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Privilege

We on behalf of the entire human race
Serving you this privilege notice
Stop killing stop killing stop killing
Stop killing innocent men women
And children and also animals birds trees
Stop raping them
Stop starving them.

See the candle of humanity in our hand
Ihis candle is against corrupt people
This candle is against murders invaders
This candle is against rapists and looters
This candle is against and against all acts
That are against human race and humanities.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Reflections On Fahrenheit 9/11

I can smell the raw tangy scent
of will drying in my hand
I see the shape of dreams
Escaping the bowels of the fields
Like a thick swirl of smoke from a
Tire factory’s chimney
What is life but a flash of light
A bomb can easily put out
Until no one hears a town’s last cry?
No one listens to the orphans’ prayers
Having seen too much, too early
even infants know the meaning of mortality
For life is but a slave
To a conscience run amok
For the price of every dropp
of blood of the innocent
is a heavy pocket from firearms
and napalm bombs
“No war, no weapons business!
No mutilation, no murder!
No murder, no war! ”
Grand dreams weaved in the brains
Of small bodies
Barely out of the womb
Become evanescent shades of themselves.
(11Sept06)

poem by Cheryl L. DaytecYañgot
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Your Love Still Brings Me To My Knees

(cook / wood)
Your love still brings me to my knees
From day to day you feel my needs
This flame that burns
Within my heart will never die
Oh, i bless the day you came along
You turned my life into a song
There is no greater love
And there will never be
'cause you're the only one
(your love still brings me to my knees)
Still bring me to my knees
You're the one, you're the one i long to please, oh darling, ah, ha
(your love still brings me to my knees)
(your love is killing me)
Oh, i find each day i love you more
Always the one i'm waiting for
No matter where i go
No matter what i do
'cause you're the only one
(your love still brings me to my knees)
Still brings me to my knees
Ah, you're the one i long to please, oh darling, ooh, aah, ooh
(your love still brings me to my knees)
(your love is killing me)
Now i never knew
What love was all about, yeah
Then you came along
Gave me a reason to stand up and shout, oh i love you
Oh darling
Your love still brings me to my knees
From day to day you feel my needs
There is no greater love
And there will never be
'cause you're the only one
(your love still brings me to my knees)
Still brings me to my knees
(your love is killing me)
(you're the one, you're the one i long to please
Still brings me to my knees
(your love still brings me to my knees)
Yes it does, sweet baby, ooh, ah
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, yeah
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh

song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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It is murder

When you take away a life
With the aid of a knife

It is murder

While you extinguish the living with a gun
Without being able to recreate what was born

It is murder

If you feed someone dead tablets
Later have second acrimonious regrets

It is murder

You are taking away a life
It is clinging on to survive
Need I say anymore further
It is murder

Murder sprung by a fling
With ropes or a string
Your hands only bring
Death around a necks ring

Execution by suffocation
Condemned with abomination
Deliberate foetus termination

It is murder

Make no mistake,
Be careful
Asleep or awake!
Murder is unlawful

If death occurs because of the effects of an evil curse
I will say this with my lips pursed
'What a great loss, but this is not murder!

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Voices Of The Children

how many times will we turn to the wind
and hear the voices of the children?
how many bodies, how many graves,
before we forgive and are forgiven?

who makes the choice?
and who has the voice?
whose hand can stop the killing?
who defines liberty?
brings back community?
brings back the touch and the feeling?

and when will we know
they'll never be tomorrow
unless we live today?
will we find God in each other,
in our sisters and brothers,
in what we do and what we say?

how many times will we turn to the wind
and hear the voices of the children?
how many voices, how many graves?
before we forgive, and are forgiven!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Key To Nothing

No more doors
No more locks
No more windows
No more box
No more
No less
No more six foot digs
No more hypocrites
No more emptiness
No more consequence
No more puppet strings
No more disease
No more growing up
No more happiness
No more lying down
No more complacence
I have... I hold the key... to nothing... its a small
Killing
Murder... murders in the hands... of
Motion... as it seems to be
No more nothing
No more anything
No more you
No more me
No more posturing victories
No more nations to defeat
No more speaking truth
No more deceit
No more holding down
No more pushing me
No more new world order
No more anarchy
I have... I hold the key... to nothing... its a small
Killing
Murder... murders in the hands... of motion... as
It seems to be
Im washing my hands... of the whole thing
I want no more nothing
I have... I hold the key... to nothing... its a small
Killing
Murder... murders in the hands... of motion... as
It seems to be
Im washing my hands, of everything...
Of everything we are

song performed by by Mudvayne
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The Children Of Cain

it has always been
inherently taught,
said without saying,
in this country,
(and i'm sure in others)
that killing someone
of a different nationality,
a different race, a different faith,
as an act of war,
is not murder...
but it is!

i'm probably not as passive
as i should be...
if someone breaks in your house,
and threatens you family,
i say fight back.
if someone tries to rob you,
fight back.
if someone rapes your wife,
or your daughters,
fight back!
but know every action
has a consequence!

if going to war is economically
profitable, if it allows you
to spread your form of government
by force, if you're doing it
in the name of your god....
it's murder!
and you dont have much of a god!

ask the Native Americans!
we've killed more of them
than Hitler killed Jews...
yet he was a demon,
and we are the land of the free?
c'mon now!

all people are people.
all that live are sacred!
and we, the children of Cain,
cannot lie to ourselves anymore!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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To my Moslem friends

If truly great is the love
of God and man,
why do people
kill themselves
and murder others
with suicide bombs?

Why do they believe
that killing the innocent,
will take them straight
to paradise
and a string of virgins?

Rather most religions teaches
that sinners go
straight to hell,
or did somebody forget
to tell them this?

Do they really think
that there’s glory in killing
and that this monstrous deed
is a kind of virtue?

Somehow when religion
turns to hate,
God is lost from the equation.

poem by Gert Strydom
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3 Leaf Loser

BITING THE HAND THAT FEEDS YOU
LYING TO THE VOICE INSIDE
REACH OUT TO BEG FOR SOMETHING
THIS LIFE IS A LESSON
TAKE WHAT YOU'RE GIVEN
FEEDING ON SELF DESTRUCTION
WAITING TO EXPLODE AGAIN
NO SIGN OF RESOLUTION
THIS LIFE IS A LESSON
TAKE WHAT YOU'RE GIVEN
YOU DON'T NEED DIRECTION TO FIND YOUR WAY
DON'T YOU LISTEN TO YOURSELF NOW AND AGAIN
KILLING TIME
KILLING YOUR MIND OVER MATTER
STOP AND LISTEN TO YOURSELF NOW
BEND ME BEFORE I BREAK DOWN
DYING TO BE FREE WITHIN
IT'S NOT HOW YOU'D LIKE TO SEE IT
THIS LIFE IS A LESSON
TAKE WHAT YOU'RE GIVEN
FORCING YOUR SELF SOLUTION AS YOU FALL INTO LINE AGAIN
WHEN WILL I FIND THE ANSWERS
THIS LIFE IS A LESSON
TAKE WHAT YOU'RE GIVEN
YOU DON'T NEED DIRECTOIN TO FIND YOUR WAY
DON'T YOU LISTEN TO YOURSELF NOW AND AGAIN
KILLING TIME
KILLING YOUR MIND OVER MATTER
STOP AND LISTEN TO YOURSELF NOW
FALLING TO THE GROUND
LEFT FACE DOWN AS I RECALL THE MIRROR'S UGLY GLARE
(REPEAT 3X)
YOU DON'T NEED DIRECTION TO FIND YOUR WAY
DON'T YOU LISTEN TO YOURSELF NOW AND AGAIN
KILLING TIME
KILLING YOUR MIND OVER AMTTER
STOP AND LISTEN TO YOURSELF NOW

song performed by by 12 Stones
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Related quotes

Stop the Bombing

Knife

The Truth About War

A Key To Nothing

Stop The Killing!

Time Is Running Out

Our Time Is Running Out

One with Darkness

Life Or Death?

Premeditation

The Last War

Privilege

Reflections On Fahrenheit 9/11

Your Love Still Brings Me To My Knees

It is murder

Voices Of The Children

Key To Nothing

The Children Of Cain

To my Moslem friends

3 Leaf Loser

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