Nature’s court
Right to survive is life’s nature.
Each one acts its best under this belt.
Cheat, theft and murder like this
Coined by you stands not in its court.
07.06.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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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Are Murders and Perverts Children Of God?
Many murder, steal from
our brothers, lie, cheat and shun the
needs of our fellow man.
How then in consideration of these deeds
and those acts of hypocrisy, greed, lust
and clawing ones way through life for that
which is materialistic; -those who
are guilty of these things-how can you
be called 'A Child Of God? '
Are You A Child Of God?
Many murder, steal from
our brothers, lie, cheat and shun the
needs of our fellow man.
How then in consideration of these deeds
and those acts of hypocrisy, greed, lust
and clawing ones way through life for that
which is materialistic; -those who
are guilty of these things-how can you
be called 'A Child Of God? '
Regent's Court
Regent's court
Is the court were the police brings the criminals to be sentenced
Every singe day during the week
Some criminals caused serious offences in the city
That they need to be punished by the Regent's court
Also some of the Judges will be hard on the criminals
Because they need to pay for what they done to their victims
And the crown procecutor also works with the judges at Regent's court
But the criminals have their lawyers at the court that defends the Criminals because the criminals are their clients
When the day comes for the judges at the Regent's Court to deliver The sentence for each criminal every single day they will be there At The Regent's Court every single day giving the sentence to the criminals depending on what crime they commited like assault, Domestic violence, child abuse,
Drug trafficking, manslaughter, and murder
For first degree murder is 25 years and for the second degree murder is less
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Survival Shake
This is no story its the key of existence
A little thing you better not forget
I dont know nothing bout its a water-resistance
Why dont you use your head
And survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
Survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
So tell me darling what you wanna be
A welcome idiot in an appletree
I shake you up and I shake you down
Down to the ground
To survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
Survive, survive
All you got to do is to survive
You just got one life
All you got to do is to survive
You just got one life
So better be careful boy
Survive, survive, survive...
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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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!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
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Nature is vigilant
You can cheat the king;
You can cheat the public;
You can cheat your spouse.
You cannot cheat the nature.
26.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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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Ballade of a Special Edition
He comes; I hear him up the street--
Bird of ill omen, flapping wide
The pinion of a printed sheet,
His hoarse note scares the eventide.
Of slaughter, theft, and suicide
He is the herald and the friend;
Now he vociferates with pride--
A double murder in Mile End!
A hanging to his soul is sweet;
His gloating fancy's fain to bide
Where human-freighted vessels meet,
And misdirected trains collide.
With Shocking Accidents supplied,
He tramps the town from end to end.
How often have we heard it cried--
A double murder in Mile End.
War loves he; victory or defeat,
So there be loss on either side.
His tale of horrors incomplete,
Imagination's aid is tried.
Since no distinguished man has died,
And since the Fates, relenting, send
No great catastrophe, he's spied
This double murder in Mile End.
Fiend, get thee gone! no more repeat
Those sounds which do mine ears offend.
It is apocryphal, you cheat,
Your double murder in Mile End.
Better Not To Cheat
You cannot cheat conscience;
You can silence it though.
You cannot cheat the Nature;
You cannot silence it either.
You can cheat on your wife
But not beyond suspicion.
Better don’t cheat to get imbalanced.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sunrise at sunset
Dawn to dusk,
I collected my photos,
Recorded events,
Valued the beloved
And preserved their
Words coined in letters.
I have done away with
All of them now,
Having been enlightened
That other than me
No one in it is interested.
06.03.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Perfect Murder On The Perfect Day
The Perfect Murder…..,
On The Perfect Day……,
No one would find out……,
No possible way……,
She waited in the shadows….,
For him to pass by……,
When he did…..,
The knife did fly…..,
Stabbed him dead…..,
The low-life cheat…..,
Then killed herself….,
To make it all complete….,
The Perfect Murder….,
On the Perfect Day…..,
Happy Valentine’s Day…..! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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Our Survival
We shall survive distance.
We shall survive space.
But can we survive the loneliness
that we have to face?
We shall survive winter.
We shall survive spring.
But can we survive the guilt
of the wedding ring?
We shall survive long nights.
We shall survive days.
But can we survive the longings
that always and forever stays?
We shall survive suspicion.
We shall survive fear.
But can we survive living
without each other, dear?
We shall survive all of this
if we put our love first.
We shall survive hunger.
We shall survive thirst
only if this love is true.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Mundane.
Time seems to be seemlees,
Passing away second by second,
Harly any thing good or great
To be done, life looks mundane,
A copy slightly different
From one another,
with a tang of anger,
Love or hatred here and there,
Making it more difficult
To pass, but with a defenite goal
Of getting older, but not wiser,
Everyone looking like anyone else,
With news items giving slight thrills,
Or interest of a murder,
A rape, a theft, a crime,
Few good or brave acts to be read,
will the time change
Bringing exciting actions,
If nor by the hour, but once in a day?
Ravikiran Arakkal
poem by Ravikiran Arakkal
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Treadmill
The conveyor belt keeps rolling.
You stare straight ahead to the wall
And trek forward while the world stalls,
Hearing tapping feet repeating.
The conveyor belt keeps rolling.
Through your window, nature might call,
But you don't hear that—not at all.
You're closed in by your surroundings.
The conveyor belt keeps rolling.
Meanwhile, opportunity sprawls,
Begging you to escape the small,
Stationary steps to nothing.
The conveyor belt keeps rolling.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Nature's Acts
Who can stop nature's acts?
Tell me if you know;
And, try to open your eyes to know more about the facts of life.
Nature's acts!
And the rain came with blustery torrents;
For nobody can control nature,
And i heard the preposterous brat.
Tenements, blustery torrents in the lan dof my muse! !
Thundering with flahes of light;
And the rain came in with blustery torrents,
But, who can stop nature's own act?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Suicide Is Forbidden By The Koran
There are war profiteers and warwagers of other faiths
who are either ignorant of the Koran or intentionally deceive...
Many of the socalled suicide missions have been acts of murder accomplished by kidnapping or by drones.
When women and men are found handcuffed to the steering wheels of cars
loaded with explosives and driven by remote by their kidnappers
into a building, these are not suicide bombers.
When Matrix and other datamining pick names from their billion
profile data bases for WTC bombing planes.. stealing the names of people in Europe
and calling them hijackers.. it is murder not done by Sauds but
by nonMuslims.
The wars in Iraq and Afghanistan are being waged for
oil theft, for control of the heroin (poppy) trade, for
geographic area control, and by professional haters.
poem by O. Anna Niemus
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Dire Wolf
In the timbers to fennario, the wolves are running round,
The winter was so hard and cold, froze ten feet neath the ground.
Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
I sat down to my supper, twas a bottle of red whisky,
I said my prayers and went to bed, thats the last they saw of me.
Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
When I awoke, the dire wolf, six hundred pounds of sin,
Was grinning at my window, all I said was come on in.
Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
The wolf came in, I got my cards, we sat down for a game.
I cut my deck to the queen of spades, but the cards were all the same.
Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
In the backwash of fennario, the black and bloody mire,
The dire wolf collects his dues, while the boys sing round the fire.
Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
No, no, no dont murder me. I beg of you,
Dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Out There In Nature's Wild Kingdom
Out there in Nature's wild kingdom the struggle is for to survive
And the strongest and the fittest can only hope to thrive
In a time of Global warming chances of extinction multiply
And people as well as all of life endangered as the Planet becomes more dry,
Out there in Nature's wild kingdom by men one more wood is cut down
For to build a new housing estate on the verge of the town
Habitat destruction a huge threat to wildlife
In a World where human greed is becoming more rife
Out there amongst Nature birds and beasts of prey
The creatures of night and the creatures of day
Must kill for to eat such is life one might say
Survival of the fittest that is Nature's way
And out there in Nature's kingdom the fittest survive
And most creatures must struggle just to stay alive.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XLI: Murder is Easy
some murder because of love
some murder because it's important
some murder because their nature
pity the victim for what they don't get
pity the murderer for what they should live with
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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