Mash Him
To mash a murderer is to subjugate a thief,
This I reserve for the lonely, a matter so brief.
Must the system be our momentum, the phantom,
So hurried sacredly that witnesses appear in autumn.
The real man behind it can be a dustpan,
The brush is another one of men who is an anchorman.
The crime is solved by the stuck and the statistics,
A real man can, he can commit murder when bricks.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Thief! ! !
You are a thief
THIEF, THIEF, THIEF
Thief from bones and soul
Thief till dust and ash
THIEF, THIEF, THIEF
Thief who steals and shouts
Thief who cheats and hides
You have a pride
A pride of THIEF
You have an ethic
An ethic of THIEF
You have rules
Rules of THIEF
You take what you want
And run from everyone
Irresponsible about what you’ve done
Leave this mess to be blown
THIEF, THIEF, THIEF
There’s nothing real
From your belonging
You’re just a thief
And why I should follow a thief
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Prime Commandment
The Prime Commandment
Of Murder, Manslaughter, Homicide! Oh! Such is this a Crime.
The three whilst so common are often much confused.
Murder is planned, intentional, real and with life, on the line.
With which DARK evil forces take hand in hand.
Manslaughter, whilst wicked is unplanned or premeditated.
Or so it is oft pleaded and said anyway.
Manslaughter, Murder, Homicide, ? The saddest of all fates.
Best avoided, if one is to reach an old age?
Learn? Homicide chiefly occurs in a Murder!
………………………………………………………….
Manslaught er, a soft cloak for Murder sublime.
In self-defence Murder can be culpable.
Most Cops and Crime victims from time to time agree.
Justifiable, some say, in preventing atrocious crime.
But! No one has a just cause to Murder.
Life of a King, President, Fly or a Bum is still precious.
To Kill, should not form any part of Life’s plan.
Make just natural life wastage healthy reason to develop.
May those a hawking DEATH rot forever in their HELL! -------------------
The Thousandth Man 12th December 2007
poem by Philip Winchester
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Murder In Her Eyes
Some say she's bitter,
some say she's sweet.
They know her by her shimmer,
Oh how sometimes her crime can be so neat.
She makes her enemies real slick,
she makes her friends so easily.
Although her enemies slaughter is real quick,
but she's a generous person, really.
The murder in her eyes
reveals her disguise,
The taste of her enemies blood,
she cannot recognize.
She seeks for revenge
For only those who caused her agony and avenge.
The murder shows who she truly is.
The sweet girl with a bloody blade in her hand.
Her enemies dead body laying on the floor
as she laughs and hounds as her enemies body rots to the core.
The murder in her eyes is severe...
Something that nobody dares to conquer
They laughed at her in the past,
She knew their life's wouldn't last.
The murder in her eyes hides the tides of her personality
for her enemy's, she loves to rec their reality.
No one ever thought she could do that.
Until they saw her true disguise which showed the murder...
Murder in her eyes.
poem by Katellyne Baker
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Real Love
All my little plans and schemes
Lost like some forgotten dream
Seems that all I really was doing
Was waiting for you
Just like little girls and boys
Playing with their little toys
Seems like all we really were doing
Was waiting for love
Only to be alone
Only to be alone
Its real love, its real, yes its real love, its real
From this moment on I know
Exactly where my life will go
Seems that all I really was doing
Was waiting for love
Only to be afraid
Only to be afraid
Its real love, its real, yes its real love, its real
Though Ive been in love before
But in my heart I wanted more
Seems like all I really was doing
Was waiting for you
Only to be alone
Only to be alone
Its real love, its real, its real love, its real
Yes its real love, its real, its real love, its real,
Yes its real love, its real, its real love, its real,
Yes its real love, its real, its real love, its real,
Yes its real love, its real
song performed by by Lennon John
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Real Men...
real men...
dont threaten.
real men dont lie.
real men dont take
at the expense of others.
real men dont quit.
real men dont make excuses.
real men dont follow blindly.
real men dont abuse women.
real men are good fathers.
real men live by respect.
real men dont seek violence,
but dont back down.
real men get involved.
real men face their fears,
and their failures.
real men own their mistakes.
real men dont judge.
real men pray with the same hands
they wipe their buts with,
and know it!
real men forgive.
real men love at all costs.
real men stand for what they believe...
what the world needs now
is real men... (and women) !
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Real Life
Mmm bop it's real life
Mmm bop it's just real life
Mmm bop it's real life
Mmm bop it's just real life
Stop me if you've heard this
It's the one about the King
Who's married to the princess
That brings good use to wear his ring
She's tired and she's lonely
Cause she's sittin there at home
He's out there with his buddies
And you know what they are doin
Mmm bop it's real life
Mmm bop it's just real life
Mmm bop it's real life
Mmm bop it's just real life
Stop me if you've heard this
Yeah the one about the boy
That's wasting all his money
Buying nasty little toys
He Thinks the girlies love it
But this ain't no fairytale
They just want what's in his wallet
Don't pass go just go to jail
Mmm bop it's real life
Mmm bop it's just real life
Mmm bop it's real life
Mmm bop it's just real life
You're never gonna change a thing
So just stop flappin
You're never gonna do with what you cannot see
Mmm bop
song performed by by Atomic Kitten from Right Now
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Monster Mash
I was working in the lab
And light one night
When my eyes beheld
An eerie sight
When my monster from his slab
Began to rise
And suddenly
To my surprise
He did the mash
He did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
He did the mash
It caught on in a flash
The monster mash
Its called the monster mash
The laboratory in the castle eaves
And the master bedroom where the vampire sleeps
The girls all came from their humble abodes
To get a jolt from my electrodes
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
The monster mash
Its called the monster mash
Zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included wolfman
Dracula and his little baby boy
The scene was rocking
All the digging sounds
Igor unchained ? ? ? ?
The coffin bangers were about to arrive
With a local group the beach boy five
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
The monster mash
Its called the monster mash
Mmmm, what luck girl in the audience
Would care to dance with igor?
The monster mash is so ghoul
Muah ha ha ha
Muah ha ha ha
song performed by by Beach Boys
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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.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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God Help You If You Drive
I've burgled, raped and pillaged,
But I find it really funny,
The police don't tend bother me,
It would cost them too much money.
I've committed countless other crimes,
But I know I won't be sought,
It means that they would have to work,
That's why I won't get caught.
The reason they won't come after me,
Is all to do with logistics,
Drivers are an easy touch,
We boost their crime statistics.
Leave your vehicle without road tax,
The police will be in a rush,
You'll be fined, they'll steal your car,
Saying sorry but we have to crush.
Overstay the parking lot,
You'll soon feel put upon,
When you come back to drive away,
You'll find your car has gone.
At first you'll think it's stolen,
It's nowhere to be found,
Then when you phone the police for help,
They'll say, ‘'it's in the pound''.
You will not be shown sympathy,
Of common sense there'll be a lack,
You'll have to pay big money,
If you want to get it back.
The fines can be worth more than the car,
They'll cost you a bloody mint,
If and when you claim it back,
Either way you'll end up ''skint''
It's akin to highway robbery,
But they think it's really deft,
In effect they steal your car,
But don't get charged with theft.
If I get caught committing murder,
My lawyer will be misleading,
But woe betide the drivers,
Whenever they're caught speeding.
They tell you you're on camera,
We've got you banged to rights,
If you try to argue back,
They'll say you went through red lights.
If you argue you are innocent,
You're well and truly sunk,
They'll say you smell of alcohol,
Therefore you must be drunk.
They'll treat you like a piece of dirt,
Their attitude will be abrupt,
Is it really any wonder,
We think they're all corrupt.
To the police you're an easy target,
Why look for the robbers stash,
It's easier to pick on drivers,
To them we're worth more cash.
Every single driving offence,
Carries a hefty fine,
You'll get less for armed robbery,
If you step out of line.
There is an easy answer,
Take it easy, don't make a fuss,
Get rid of the wretched car,
Then go jump on a bloody bus.
It's a really sad indictment,
But sadly it's a fact,
Commit any crime you want to,
But don't breach the road traffic act.
The weight of the law will come down on you,
You'll have a licence full of points,
In addition you'll get banned from driving,
You'd get less for selling joints.
Ask a policeman what his job is,
He'll say preventing and solving crime,
But you drivers are the easiest prey,
For real criminals we have no time.
As crime levels soar throughout the world,
Police targets must be met,
Motorists are the easy option,
It's you they'll be out to get.
They'll bully and intimidate you,
Their harassment will go far,
That henious crime you're responsible for,
Driving your beloved car.
So the moral of this story is,
That's why real criminals thrive,
Murder and rob just who you like,
but,
‘' God Help You If You Drive''.
I am a murderer.
Shadow of Death, lurks on my way.
I can hear him snickering.
Coming up for me, because
I am a murderer.
Death coming up for me,
With penance for my errs,
Murder jolted for sarcasm
Murder resiled by fling.
Nor hands, nor ropes or knives
For a gift of death and pain,
I’m sorry I couldn’t stop me.
Before I saw your young body dropp slowly,
I’m a murderer, murder for sarcasm.
I killed you in my womb,
A deliberate female foetus termination
I’m a murderer,
Shadow of Death, lurks on my way.
poem by Sakkthi Subramaniyam
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I Hate the Thought of Hate Crimes
A crime is a crime no matter how cut it,
A murder is a murder, a rape is a rape,
An assault is what it is,
A crime scene is a crime with the yellow tape.
If the prisons were to be abundant,
We can then send to jail all are convicted,
We don’t have to pardon anyone out overcrowding and time off for good behavior,
We must send all the criminals that indicted,
Guilty as charged that is what should fuel our endeavor.
Are we really up to the cost?
Are we really up to taxation?
Are we saying we have lost?
Are we saying we’ll pass another law,
such as hate crimes,
without a suitable explanation?
(11-20-2007)
poem by Joe Rosochacki
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Real Life
I wish that life was like it is in the movies
┬┤cause the hero always gets his way
No matter how hard it gets on that dark lonely road
At the end he┬┤s got a smile on his face
But when they threw me out to lions
Noone saved me as I fell from your grace
And noone wrote me new lines
For what I said wrong
What I did wrong I could not erase
This is real life
This is real love
This is real pain
That much I┬┤m sure of
These are real tears
These are real fears inside
That I can┬┤t hide
I wish that I could be a white knight in armour
With an army just to bring you back home
But I┬┤ll admit I┬┤m scared of dialing your number
Someone else is gonna answer the phone
Why can┬┤t it be like it is in TV
When the orchestra plays and you come back to me
This is real life
This is real love
This is real pain
That much I┬┤m sure of
These are real tears
These are real fears inside
I can┬┤t hide
This is real life
This is real love
These are real wounds I┬┤m bleeding from
And I realize this is real
I always thought that our love
Was a story book tale
God knows that I┬┤d never dream
In the end it could fail
┬┤cause this is real life
This is real love
This is real pain
That much I┬┤m sure of
These are real tears
These are real fears inside
That I can┬┤t hide
This is real life
This is real love
These are real wounds I┬┤m bleeding from
And I realize this is real
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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The Phantom
The Phantom stalks these many halls
The tunnels and the many rooms here
His distorted features hidden from sight
And he will not come too near
The Phantom strikes when we expect it least
When our defences are down and we are weak
His purpose is served with a beautiful girl
In times when the outcome looks bleak
The Phantom haunts the mind and soul
Of both lovers and the lonely in the night
The path of destruction is opened wide
And the scene is set for an epic fight
The Phantom though is not a real man
No demon or monster from hell
But the power we all hold in our hearts
That of which the great romantics tell
The Phantom is love both good and bad
Distorted as we are when he takes our hand
He hides in the chambers of our heart
Until the day his purpose we understand.
poem by Anthony Lund
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Keep It On The Real
No no,
Tell me, tell me.
Keep it on the real,
(the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real).
Verse one (kandi):
Trust is something that we cant live without,
Honesty must be there, aint got no room for no doubt.
Reality cant waste no more of our precious time,
Trying to escape the pressures of our mind.
Chorus:
I dont ask for much, no no,
Baby if you want me you gotta tell me something, yeah.
All I want from you is just to keep it comin,
Keep it on the real.
(the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real)
Verse two (kandi):
Faithfully Ill give my loving to you,
Soulfully our spirits will make it through.
Respect me baby and Ill respect you,
What more can two lovers do?
Repeat chorus to fade
song performed by by Xscape
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Keep It On The Real
No no,
Tell me, tell me.
Keep it on the real,
(the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real).
Verse one (kandi):
Trust is something that we cant live without,
Honesty must be there, aint got no room for no doubt.
Reality cant waste no more of our precious time,
Trying to escape the pressures of our mind.
Chorus:
I dont ask for much, no no,
Baby if you want me you gotta tell me something, yeah.
All I want from you is just to keep it comin,
Keep it on the real.
(the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real)
Verse two (kandi):
Faithfully Ill give my loving to you,
Soulfully our spirits will make it through.
Respect me baby and Ill respect you,
What more can two lovers do?
Repeat chorus to fade
song performed by by Xscape
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Murderer
I murder in the morning
I murder late at night
l murder when the time is right
l murder my family
l murder my friends
l murder anyone who gets in my way
l kill you with a gun
l kill you with a knife
l kill you with poison
l'm a murderer
l'm going to kill you now
don't scream
don't yell
don't fight me
just sit there and
DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Rebecca Succes
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There Will Always Be Crime
As long as there are excuses made to keep it...
There will always be crime.
As long as it is identified,
And left untreated.
There will always be crime.
As long as there is a system that feeds it...
With statistics gathered,
As if score cards are needed.
And as long as what is being done,
Is taught to those young!
There will always be crime.
And those who make a living to pocket from it!
Crime as it has been flourished to become known...
Will always be a part of greed and its existence!
Giving those who are employed to define it,
A reason to depict it and where to keep it fed!
Just like maintaining a sickness,
To overcrowd hospitals...
To fill folks with illnesses to strap them to beds.
There will 'always' be an atmosphere,
Where fear induced minds produce crime!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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(Political Poem) Baking Cookies
Personally I prefer to bake my own.
Then rely on a system so corrupt.
I honestly and truthfully believe in hard work.
No matter how many crooks stand over me waiting to steal from my jar as well.
It is disappointing and makes me angry at times.
The crimes that we commit for things we don't even need.
An overindulgence in gluttony.
But it comes down to this.
They need us more then we need them.
No matter the monetary system created.
No matter the thievery so jaded.
It is still not really that complicated.
Even as their are those who act like it is.
Just so they can receive one more handout before they have to go.
Just one last scam.
Come on man.
I say no.
Not this time.
Collapse the system go ahead.
And forgive me if I start laughing at you.
Even with all your threats I know.
For you rely on it more the I do.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Real World
Lead vocal - john miles
One more compromise I wont be making
One more easy way out I wont be taking
So many chances dont come twice
So many eyes are made of ice
One more cheating hand I wont be shaking
One more substitute I wont be trying
One more piece of the rock that Im not buying
So many times we stand and fight
So many reasons cant be right
One more simple truth Im not denying
Too many lonely hearts in the real world
Too many lonely nights in the real world
Too many fools who dont think twice
Too many ways to pay the price
Dont wanna live my life in the real world
One more sacrifice I wont be making
One more golden rule I wont be breaking
No one to let me state my case
No one to tell me to my face
One more sweet suprise I wont be faking
Too many lonely hearts in the real world
Too many lonely nights in the real world
Too many bridges you can burn
Too many tables you cant turn
Dont wanna live my life in the real world
Too many lonely hearts in the real world
Too many lonely nights in the real world
Too many games that I cant play
Too many windmills in my way
Dont wanna live in the real world
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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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
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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