OBL Was Sent To Hell
As a killer who took innocent lives
He has finally paid the price.
Ten long years he hid in the middle east caves
A life that he himself had paved.
He thought that he would never be caught
And for ten years his life was sought.
Usama bin laden is finally dead
With a bullet straight through his head.
His body thrown into the sea
And that’s where he should be.
He is now food for the fish
But I don’t think they want that dish.
Now in this watery grave he will be
Through out all eternity.
No one to look upon his face or to mourn
And his life forever to be scorned.
Al quaeda and all the terrorist cells
Can kiss our ass and join him in hell.
poem by Louis Rams
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Renegade
Osama, be in fear of your life
From the long arm of the law.
Wingman has put an end to your gunnin,
Hes not so far from your home.
The jig is up, the news is out
We finally found you
The renegade who lived in caves
Retrieved for a bounty
Never more to go astray
Thisll be the end today
Of the wanted man
Osama, youve been years on the lam
And had a high price on your head
Bush-man said get him dead or alive
And its for sure hell see you dead.
Fear, osama, we can hear you cryin,
Youre so scared and all alone
Wingman is comin down from the clouds
And you dont have very long
The jig is up, the news is out
They finally found you
The renegade who lived in caves
Retrieved for a bounty
Never more to go astray
The judgell have revenge today
On the wanted man
Osama, be in fear for your life
From the long arm of the law
Wingman has put an end to your running
And youre still so far from my home
The jig is up, the news is out
They finally found you
The renegade who lived in caves
Retrieved for a bounty
Never more to go astray
Thisll be the end today
Of the wanted man
song performed by by Styx
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Marriages are made in Heaven
'Marriages are made in heaven'
so say people in India
a good marriage can your life lengthen
it can be your ultimate good karma.
My marriage was made in hell
Bad karma from beginning to end
Kept me for years in a prison cell
Finally, I don't have to pretend.
My marriage was made in hell
no love or affection, felt like a bad spell
A bad marriage can ruin your life
For so many years, I had no life.
The hell marriage is now over
Promise I won't do it again, ever
I'm finally free from the shackles
Thought I'd be happy, but I see no sparkles.
All I'm left now with is wrinkles
My life's hard and full of struggles
Still, I find my freedom wonderful
And I will soon start feeling worthful.
Written on April 23,2007
poem by CeCe Lamberts
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Don’t Weep For Me
Please don’t mourn as I depart, for that is when my life will start.
No longer will I be facing death, I’ll be breathing Heaven’s breath.
Please don’t weep, don’t weep for me, I’ll be at home in Eternity.
I had actually died in Christ, down on earth when I had my life.
Life on this earth began for me, a pilgrim’s journey into Eternity.
When on earth I am no more, I will be in Heaven forevermore.
Finally with my Savior who died, to live for eternity by His side.
This earthly life is temporal friend, with a beginning and an end.
However, my death is not my end, for that is when I shall ascend,
To a majestic place above the sky, to reign with my Lord on high.
Unlike this earthly life my friend, a life in Heaven will have no end.
It begins for me a whole new life, spent forever with Jesus Christ.
My mortal body racked with pain, becomes immortal so I can reign,
And reign forever by Christ’s side, in a new body that’ll be glorified.
Friend, in just a moment I will change, never again to be the same.
When I ascend through that sky, Christ will indeed wipe every eye.
Friend there is no need to fear, for Christ will indeed dry every tear.
Death for me is life you see, so please my friend, don’t weep for me.
So when I die don’t mourn for me, for I will begin my life in eternity.
Just be certain you know The Lord, and I will see you again for sure.
Live life to the fullest
Remember when you were little?
It seems so long ago.
There were a lot of big changes it seemed.
Like your first christmas, first birthday, first everything.
Then you learned to walk and talk
And finally went to school for the first time.
It seemed to take forever just to turn 13,
To finally become a teenager.
Just a few short years later,
Guess what, you turn 16.
Now you have more freedom,
and a brand new car.
A couple of years later,
You graduate high school and turn 18.
Finally it is time to say your goodbyes.
To leave your parents house and go to college.
Now you have graduated college,
And have a full time job.
Maybe you have even started a family.
So where did all those years go?
Just live your life and try not to grow up too fast.
poem by Dawn Wheeler
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The Hope That I Have Found
I feel strange yet overjoyed
I never thought that there would be any hope for me
Yet I found some
A woman so beautiful and pure
I love her and she loves me
I can’t believe that I’ve finally had success
After all the failure
I’ve finally found the light
I’ve finally done something right
I hope to nurture and grow and revel in this love
I hope that I won’t ever fail her in love
A new man I am
Living in a new phase of life
Finally accomplishing my dream
My dream of having love in my life
This love I have will last for years I hope
She is my love forevermore
My love for as long as our love is real and pure
poem by Alex Fischer
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Fish ‘n Chips - Food of Life
Oh how I crave for fish ‘n chips:
Our fine cuisine of world renown.
I dined on such a subtle dish
When QEII received her crown.
Oh how I need some fish ‘n chips;
I'll queue in pouring rain or snow!
What better way to warm my hands,
As soggy chips make fingers glow.
We Brits are famed for culinary finesse,
Like steak ‘n kidney pud no less;
Wondrous tripe; cottage pie;
Bangers and egg in lard to fry!
But fish ‘n chips - the crowning glory -
A dish to trounce the great kebab!
You think I care for chicken masala?
It's cod and chips that grow my flab.
Oh how I yearn for fish ‘n chips,
All poshly wrapped in the Daily Star,
Then caked and drowned in salt ‘n vinegar -
And stinking out my brand new car!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
Food food food food food food food of life
Food food food food food food food of life
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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When They Find The Murders Me
When you realize you've made my life hell
I'll be there
When me sorry you try to tell
I'll be there
When you realize that I don't care
I'll be there
When you finally know that life isn't fair
I'll be there
When you see I'm getting revenge
I'll be there
When you recognize its you I'll avenge
I'll be there
When you're on your death bed
I'll be there
When they discover your dead
I'll be there
When they find murdered you were
I'll be there
When they realize something bad has occurred
I'll be there
When the cops look for your killer
I'll be there
When your life turns into a thriller
I'll be there
When they find the murder's a she
I'll be there
And when they find that the murder's me
I'll be there
But catch me they can not
For I'm the murderer that can't be caught
Calm and Quiet
That’s how I stood in front of you
But now I've started a riot
Murder is what I do
poem by Twisted Strange
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Monthly Period
So many years but now she's gone.
Finally you can say goodbye.
That 28 day cycle is here no more.
You breathe relief but then sigh.
She made you think about new life
especially when she was late.
I could set my monthly calendar
but at times she made me wait.
She brought me pain and brought me joy
when she left me for a while.
And when she left my body swelled
and finally welcomed a child.
I wish I could say I miss her
just like a long lost friend.
They say good friends last forever
but this friendship I'm glad did end.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Two Rivers
Thirty years in Kansas
As a home grown country boy
Riding life's ups and downs
I almost lost my joy.
Thirty years in Israel
I've finally seen it clear
These journeys not required
The answers were right Here.
The blood that flows within my veins
It flows from East to West
And who will say with good intent
Which river I love best.
Am I an ancient warrior?
Or a Holy Man of God?
I travel this strange journey
In search of my own song.
The stars they are the compass
Illuminating the dark of night
Sacred is the Daylight
I've found the Tree of Life.
One second of eternity
Too splendid to be measured
The brilliant dawn of
Love's sweet bliss
Forever to be treasured.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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We Are Together
The girls known trouble
The winds to blame
It blew her to anytown usa
Thats my middle name
And where we go
Remains nameless
A motion picture
Alive and framelss
And we are together
Finally
And the dog caught up with
The rabbit is laughing hysterically
And we are together
You and me
Yeah eah ah
Yeah
We are together
Together
Shes got that sadness
She twinkles like a witch
And you conjure a love spell
Im gonna give a five-year itch
Low to the ground
High in the holler
(we are together)
In any old february
(together)
Hot under the collar
(collar)
And we are together
Finally
And the dog caught up with
The rabbit is laughing hysterically
And we are together
You and me
Yeah eah ah
Yeah
The setting sun at sadness beach
Just in view and out of reach
Resign myself to solitude
When love is hard to get and rude
And though I said I did not care
(oh oh oh oh)
It was way before wed gotten there
Winded by the fruitless chase
(oh oh oh oh)
Until I saw you face to face
(face to face)
Together
Finally
And the dog caught up with
The rabbit is laughing hysterically
And we are together
You and me
(.... the whole world)
We are together
Finally
(finally, finally)
And the dog caught up with
The rabbit is laughing hysterically
And we are together
You and me
Yeah eah ah
Yeah eah ah
Yeah
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Sonnet: We Shan’t Be Selfish
Not single friend but many foes have I,
In life, though vast be world in which I live;
All seem to lead this live so selfishly,
And not a moment for others, they give.
And yet, they want all things to happen well,
Throughout their lives and God to be their Friend;
But ego leads them finally to Hell;
Their earthly road leading to a dead-end.
Some correct lives as early as they can;
Some do it in the eleventh hour of life;
Some take the risk of mercy from God’s pan;
Some sacrifice their life, living in strife.
Our earthly toil is rent paid for Heaven!
In God’s Abode will stay afree good men.
poem by John Celes
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The Glance
I saw her smile from across the room
The romance began and my love did bloom
She then gave me a glance, I wanted to dance
Underneath the stars and the glow of the moon.
She would be mine forever that night I thought
As slowly towards her that love I sought
We will dance and laugh, she will become my path
She will be mine when her heart I had caught.
I close my eyes and I see us years from now
Together we became one as I gave my vow
She became my mate, and now our life is our fate
With every step closer that promise I avow.
Closer and closer as I approached her my love
As though watched and coached from angels above
I am so near, now her presence and voice I do hear
Now only her and I is all that I am thinking of.
I finally arrive and each other we finally do see
She must know I am the man that she wants me to be
So I reach out my hand, to make that final stand
Then she turns to me and say, that glance wasn't for me.
poem by Randy McClave
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Lay Me Down
Lay Down
By MaKayla Straight
I lay my head down peacefully
Knowing that this is the last night I live
I close my eyes
And think about all the good things that has happened to me
I try to hide my tears
Though I do not know why I hide them
Nobody is around here to see
See that these are really happy tears
Happy because I know that I have lived my life the way I wanted too.
I was not in chains my whole life
I figured how to break the spell
I know I am not beautiful
I know I am not perfect
I know there is not much about me
I know
I know
I know
Lying in bed makes me realize it
Lying in bed makes me feel so truthful with myself
Lying in bed for the last night feels such a relief
Nobody would understand that this is by far the best night
Only because I know that my suffering is done.
I can finally smile and mean it
No more fake smiles
I lay down for the last time
I close my eyes and start counting backwards from one hundred
I get to fifty and my tears start to pour down my cheek.
I am so glad this is the last day
Last day forever
I continue to count.
I finally get to ten
I take a deep breath and close my eyes
Three
Two
One
I am finally at peace with myself and the world
I float on up to heaven
To be with all the ones I have lost in the past
I slowly go
With a smile upon my face
My mind and my soul are up in heaven
But my body is lying down on my bed
With a smile upon my face
Everybody will know that I have died Happy
poem by Makayla Straight
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The Chopped Women
now i need not blame the culprit
of this chopping incident: the head thrown from a cliff
rolling down
the deep part of the river below
a taxi driver did it
where blood of some fish
try to conceal
the stink of the the human blood
of two women
their four arms
wrapped in black plastic bags
apart from their thighs
thrown in different
places of the town
the police officers found
some other human parts
under the bridge
far from the others finally located
in the canal
of a distant barrio
i read the papers
the headlines of the city
about a cold murder
the killer said
he admitted the killing and will serve the sentence in jail
all because of the woman's word
demeaning his manhood
all because she wanted him out of her life
the words that finally know how to kill
to chop and throw the mouth, the lips, the teeth, the tongue
the arms and legs
and thighs
apart from each other
i do not mean to side with the killer
we simply have to be careful with the word that also knows how to kill
simple courtesy could have avoided
a cold murder
a kind word could have make a better place
a world of peace
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dont Go & Put A Bullet In Your Head
Yeah,
(thank you jesus for the song)
Hey, hey hey hey...
Dont do it, dont do it
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Just turn your life around instead
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Im gonna get it
But workin nine to five just doesnt let it
I feel Im wastin time and I regret it
Cant even feed my kids and my wife
Oh Im longing to find it
A taste of the sweeter life oh my
Only takes a little time
( no dont do it )
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Just turn your life around instead
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Oh my oh my
Aint got no credit
Cant even pay my rent
Where will I get it ?
Theres a liquor store right down the block Ill get it
Cant even feed the pain in my heart
Oh Im longing to find
( Im longing to find )
A piece of the bigger pie, oh my
( a different kind )
Only it takes a little time
( a little time )
(no dont do it)
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Just turn your life around instead
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Oh my oh my oh my ...
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Just turn your life around instead
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Put a bullet in your head, oh my
Oh my, put a bullet in your head, oh my
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Just turn your life around instead
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Oh my, oh my oh my.
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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The Fly
Buzzing and flying about my head
Oh how I wish that you were dead,
Pestering me so I cant keep my thought
Or even the solitude that I had sought,
In and out I see you pass by
Oh how I hate you, my enemy the fly,
You get on my food that I am about to eat
As you dance upon it with your tiny feet,
You are a nuisance and bothersome all the day
How I wish I could put you in your grave,
You dart again and again in front of my face
You cause my heart to beat fast and my blood to race,
Then when I look you are nowhere around
And when I listen, I hear not a sound,
But then I see you on my window glass
Are you trying to escape me and our past,
The torture and pain you put me though
And the work I couldn’t accomplish because of you,
Oh how I wish I could catch you my friend
Then to death surely, you I would send,
I grab a rolled up paper to end your life
I walk to the window to catch you in my sight,
Then I see you you I become motionless and still
Then I hit you with the paper, you I had just killed,
I smile as I realize finally peace for me
I had won that battle your death is my victory,
Your body I dispose of so quickly then
Into the sewers you will eventually end,
I am so happy and relaxed with my pride
Then suddenly; I hear the buzzing of another fly.
poem by Randy McClave
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The Mourners
Weeping for ones who in darkness lie,
the ones who in distress have sold their helpless souls;
for ones who have been born only to die...
perhaps for ones they never knew at all.
At times in graveyard they bury their thoughts
as though in there the sentiments hide some sacred notes.
At times they and corpses alike must maintain
the silence of the grave...
I wonder what played beneath their heads
that made them scream a hollow cry
or that if ever in their solemn lips
float the shadows of a lie.
No one has been so desperate to cry as they...
finding reasons to fill their eyes with false tears
or making them real as they recall
the pain of all the years.
They mourn for others and sometimes for themselves;
they mourn perhaps for unwanted fears...
condemning, regretting, yet waiting
for the price after the tears.
I thought that life was different for those
who in silence mourn.
But then life's all the same-
for everything that dies has once been born.
Life is never different for them
who mourn in silence,
for everything that started must come to an end.
Just then, life's all the same-
I watched them from a distance,
pretending as they play the game.
Some think of them as crazy,
for some, ordinary fools.
They, are called THE MOURNERS
and I am one of them.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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The Patron Saint Of Liars And Fakes
I'm holding out and I'm holding on to every letter and every song
I pulled myself out of the day we ever had to meet
Are you through with me?
So
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face
I'm all ears and I'm all scars to hear you tell me
"Boys like you, you try too hard to look not quite as desperate."
Well I'm hanging on
But I still know the way to make your makeup run
So
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face
And when it all goes to hell (take this to your grave )
Will you be able to tell (Ill take it to mine) me sorry with a straight face
And when it all goes to hell
And when it all goes to hell
And when it all goes to hell
And when it all goes
song performed by by Fall Out Boy
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The Gift Freely Given
Verse 1:
Our Lord in His mercy gave up His own Son.
He gave us the promise that heaven is won.
Of what did He ask; for Christ resurrection?
Except we follow His word without question.
Refrain:
The gift freely given was paid at a price.
The cost was God’s innocent Son’s perfect life.
E’en though it is over; the death of God’s Son,
The gift has been given, the victory won.
Verse 2:
The sin of this world came through Adam and Eve,
And left through our Savior in whom we believe.
Our sins are on him; through his life’s perfection,
And ever shall be through his resurrection.
Refrain:
The gift freely given was paid at a price.
The cost was God’s innocent Son’s perfect life.
E’en though it is over; the death of God’s Son,
The gift has been given, the victory won.
Verse 3:
The Lord in his glory looks down from above,
And sees His church filled with the people He loves,
We still live in sin; our lives are in pieces,
Yet His perfect love for us ne’er decreases.
Refrain:
The gift freely given was paid at a price.
The cost was God’s innocent Son’s perfect life.
E’en though it is over; the death of God’s Son,
The gift has been given, the victory won.
Fall Out
Fall out.
Fall in.
Fall out.
Fall in.
Fall out.
Fall in.
Goodnight, my love.
Goodbye, the feeling of leading you into my life.
I ran with the wind in my face, I was proud.
I flew with my father when I was allowed.
I felt like a hero when I was with you.
Those days I felt God,
They were far, they were few,
They were mine.
Goodnight, my babies.
Goodbye the memories of showing you, my pride and my joy.
You are the angels
a world spinning, full.
You are the reason I'll never need more.
I felt like a great man when I was with you.
Those days I felt, daughter,
They were far, they were few,
They were mine.
Fall out.
Fall in.
Fall out.
Fall in.
Goodnight, my friends.
Goodbye, the dreams that all danced their way into my life.
The horse of forever
We rode in our youth
We walked into heaven through hell in these boots
I feel a great love while I'm here in your arms.
You were all brothers
And fathers and sons,
You were mine.
Now I can finally see the light.
I can finally see you in the night.
Fall in.
Fall out.
Fall in.
Fall in.
I can finally see the light.
I can finally see you in the night.
I can finally see.
And I can finally see the light.
I can finally see you in this night.
Fall out.
song performed by by Train
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