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Talking Of Power And Love

Between all my torments between death and self
Between my despair and the reason for living
There is injustice and this evil of men
That I cannot accept there is my anger

There are the blood-coloured fighters of Spain
There are the sky-coloured fighters of Greece
The bread the blood the sky and the right to hope
For all the innocents who hate evil

The light is always close to dying
Life always ready to become earth
But spring is reborn that is never done with
A bud lifts from dark and the warmth settles

And the warmth will have the right of the selfish
Their atrophied senses will not resist
I hear the fire talk lightly of coolness
I hear a man speak what he has not known

You who were my flesh’s sensitive conscience
You I love forever you who made me
You will not tolerate oppression or injury
You’ll sing in dream of earthly happiness
You’ll dream of freedom and I’ll continue you

poem by Paul Eluard
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Without You

sometimes - times I can't think cause your face it lies
it lies in my eyes
nor can I stand one day again when we're lost in lies
no lives can breathe no air at a time
when noone's fine
yes, I'm afraid, yes, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I was too late
can't hear the leaves of the spring
can't feel no warmth in me
can't smell the scent of the summer
cause without you
whohowow
without you
tonights a night I can't feel no warmth
no warmth in my blood
I can't dream a dream nor can I scream
I see your eyes cry
and I see your pic all night long - noone's strong
to promise one the sky but we all - all we wish to fly
can't hear the leaves of the spring
can't feel no warmth in me
can't smell the scent of the summer
cause without you
whohowow
without you
(without you)
cause without you
whohowow
without you
(without you)
(without you)

song performed by by H-BlockX
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Evil is seen,

Evil is seen,
Evil is seen,
Always from what People do,
Most of them still Cannot Believe it,
My Spiritual Being saw alot of Evil from the Earthly dwelling,
Living that I may see the Evil from the Other Side,
Mankind is Ruined with Injustice,
In all Matters that lead to Success,
It is my own Being that Suffered to reach this Level,
My God is not Unjust,
It is by His Love that I see Mercy and Grace,
Moving on Forward than Ever Before,
There is alot of Evil seen on Earth,
I have seen what Mankind hast Done,
Realised that they all Fail by their own yoke of Injustice.

poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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The Mask Of Light

the mask of light
under my face
my lips are sealed
see no evil
hear no evil
speak no evil

the touch of sand
under my fingers
covered by dust
my lips are sealed
see no evil
hear no evil
speak no evil

a grain of wisdom
under my skin
covered by years
see no evil
hear no evil
speak no evil

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Am I Evil?

Years of living peril and anguish cease
When evil was killed, by my senseless wrath
As his eyes closed and his heart decease
I smirked I smiled and innocently laughed
This man was evil and deserved to die
He made my sins look common and mundane
Deceiving all with his clandestine lie
Vulgarizing life that was holy he hath profane
The moisture of mankind as they woefully cry.
Over his sins, over the souls he doth steal
From loved ones whom love naught now
All the life of love, and its ardent zeal
This man took by the hand of death and how?
He killed, pillaged and with life he stripped
With rage in his eyes as red as fire
He strangled and with knife in hand ripped
The flesh of love, the flesh of desire
With no conscience to judge or heart to feel
This man was evil for evil in him doth be
The dead man, for death in him was real
And death all around him is all he did see…
But his wife sobs and his son doth weep
And in me I marvel at death and happy to kill
Does evil cry? No! than why doth people cry over evil
And me cry naught; did the devil tempt me?
Is evil like a disease, that is contagious and viral?
Hath evil infected me, could I evil, truelly be?
For they weep for an evil man
And no man weep for me, and me not weep
I am evil, for this man's evil doth evil be
in me in my will deep....

poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Spiritual Realm

Friend, what your eyes cannot see, for all this world is a reality,
A spiritual plane above the sky, that stretches down to you and I.
Though God reigns high above, He reaches down with His love,
Into this world as dark as night, He reaches down with His Light.

Upon the earth is a darker realm, one with a dragon at the helm,
The prince and power of the air, who leads this world to despair.
But some men just don’t believe, or they simply cannot conceive,
A spiritual world of an evil kind, vying for a man’s heart and mind.

Darker forces invading this life, filling men’s hearts with evil strife,
Forces opposing God’s Only Son; darkened forces of an evil one,
Filling men with hate and pride, to oppose God’s Lamb who died.
What other reason would you say, would make men act this way?

The enemy’s not flesh and blood, but dark spiritual forces above,
Once God’s cherished cherubim, now leads men to death by sin.
Lucifer, cast to earth by God, now leads rebellion where we trod,
As forces of Satan’s evil might, oppose God’s Pure Eternal Light.

Battles our eyes just cannot see, over men’s souls for all eternity,
Satan wanting the souls of men, lost in sin, eternally condemned,
Knowing the battle’s already won, through the cross of God’s Son.
Since his destiny is certain friend, Satan wants Hell to be your end.

poem by Bob Gotti
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