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A, B, C Defenestrate

Allegations out you go!
Bastard Nations also blow
Crime be gone and tossed away
Devil Worship, held to fray
Evil doers best hit hard
Famicide thrown out in shards
Guilt a must to be chucked out
Hatred leave and take the doubt!
Iconolagny? Oh Please! ?
Jurisprudence, sit by me
Killers shoved with all my might
Lactose intolerance, it bites
Malison, you’ll never do!
Narcomancy? The whole night through
Obduracy you’ve caused enough!
Pejorist, yea, the world’s that rough!
Quacksalver, and your P.H.D?
Racism go and set us free!
Stupid is but, what when gone?
Tacenda do carry on
Uncate, Oh, we can quit
Vacillate, get used to it
War, get ready follow behind
Xenophobians so blind
Yonderly, be gone, avert!
Zabernism, Oh, how you’ve hurt...

poem by Shadow Rai
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Ready To Leave

My life is screwed my days are dome I need to die to have some fun

I need to die and leave this place and meet my father face to face!

My father is the devil you see and the evil in him is the evil in me, and no holy man can get him out of me, because its in my blood and its in my soul and the only way to get rid of it is to get rid of me hole,

my father is great my father is fun instead of sitting in a church reading a book to worship him you kill random people and spend the money you took, instead of caring about the living you talk to the dead and blow off peoples head,

so im ready to go is ready to leave so I can meet my father and finally be free.

poem by Amber Vasquez
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Ready to leave

My life is screwed my day's are done I need to die to have some fun
I need to die and leave this place and meet my father face to face!
My father is the devil you see and the evil in him is the evil in me,
and no holy man can get him out of me,
because its in my blood and its in my soul and the only way to get rid of it is to get rid of me hole, silver bullet pierce my chest put me down put me to rest,
my father is great my father is fun instead of sitting in a church reading a book
to worship him you kill random people and spend the money you took,
instead of caring about the living you talk to the dead and blow off peoples head,
so i'm ready to go is ready to leave so I can meet my father and finally be free.

poem by Liera Bloodheart
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Devil In The Bottle

(gary rossington - dale krantz rossington - johnny vanzant)
Well, theres a devil in the bottle, staring straight at me
Daring me to reach out, but I know hes testing me
If I take just one sip, I become that devils son
Act a fool, sell my soul before God and everyone
Oh lord, I know, I only hurt the ones I love
Im walkin down this dead end road, all alone and by myself
Wish I could blame the whiskey, but I can only blame myself
Running out of chances, and lord thats such a crime
I got to find the answer before I lose my mind
Oh lord its a cryin shame, oh lord Ive caused so much pain
I only hurt the ones I love
Theres a devil in a bottle that just wont let me be
So many times Ive been hurtin my soul and family
But I got free on the day I fought the
Devil in the bottle
The next time that ol devil tries to get the best of me
Ill smash that bottle against the wall and know Im finally free
Theres a devil in a bottle that just wont let me be
Theres so many times I let him hurt me
I got free the day I fought the
Devil in the bottle
Devil in the bottle
Devil in the bottle

song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Justifiable Hate

I want to hurt that bastard!
He’s caused me so much pain.
I hate that bastard so much,
my blood boils in my veins.

He thinks he has escaped me
by dying and moving on,
but I’ll still get that bastard
when my days are done.

poem by Tex T Sarnie
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I've Seen The Devil (And He Looks Like You)

I've watched people in this world,
do evil things to each other,
I've seen them do evil things to the ones,
that they love and cherish,
but I never understood why they did,
the things that they do,

war to me is so useless,
couldn't we just find other ways,
to settle our differences,
except for trying to talk it out,
we put guns in the arms of our young ones,

Chorus: I've Seen The Devil,
and He looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and he looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and He Looks like you,

but do we really know what its all about,
do we really know why we do the things we do,
like going to war with one another,
trying to beat the devil that lives inside all of us,

I see the devil every single day,
I see him on the late night news,
and I see him on the covers of our magazines,
he tells us it’s going to be alright,
and that the wars going to be over,
only if we follow him,
and his un-holy union,

Chorus: I've Seen The Devil,
and He looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and he looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and He Looks like you,

but I don't see why we should,
follow you and your ways,
follow your path of destruction,
follow you and your destruction of the world,
why should we follow you,

you whisper stuff in our ears,
you say it’s going to be alright,
the next war that we fight will be the war of wars,
and we'll all die a Nuclear Holocaust,
and than we'll start a new,

The world would be new,
like back then when Jesus ruled,
when the world was new,
and not filled with your evilness,
and not filled with you,

Chorus: I've Seen The Devil,
and He looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and he looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and He Looks like you,

ever since time began we've been fighting,
fighting a war that we could never win,
a war within ourselves,
but the people in the world,
they fill us up with religious beliefs,
which is wrong,
and which is right,

we could never win the war within ourselves,
were so fed up with this world,
that we'd kill each other,
and ourselves to find a way out,

because we'd always knew that,
the children of today and the children of now,
would soon become,
children of the grave,
children of the darkness,
they'd become Satan's little soldiers,

Chorus: I've Seen The Devil,
and He looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and he looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and He Looks like you,

poem by Robert Rumery
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Racism Kills

Racist people,
Are the saddest these days.
Racist people,
And their ways...
Are fading away.

Hatred kills!
Chills.
And often excused,
As heroism.

Hatred kills!
And for thrills,
Often is defended...
As a pride.
No matter if it hangs...
Or drags alongside,
Insecurites denied.
Hiding the fact...
Their is jealousy behind,
Evil and often...
Masquerading eyes.

Black, white...
Brown or yellow folks,
Provoking attacks.
On others.
Or themselves!
To stab with a vengeance,
Behind a back.
To distort facts!

Racism kills.
And there is no sense in it.
Racism kills.
And the sense that's meant.
Racism kills.
Leaving minds incensed.
Exposing ills...
And evil wills.

Racism kills.
And there is no sense in it.
Racism kills.
And the sense that's meant.
Racism kills.
Leaving minds incensed.
Exposing ills...
And evil wills.
And evil wills to kill will end.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Indictment Against Entire Nations

Collective Guilt Is Groundless.
Guilt is individual as is salvation.
Collective guilt cannot enforced be
laid upon innocence preadolescent.
Vengeance reparations cause wars?

No indictment exists
nor means rationally
for law creating crime
as collective nations
shame blame guilt.

Penalty culpability
regret responsibility
admissions of evils
For the Indictment
of an entire nation.

Least free-born blood
of race righteousness.
Condemned in error.
Cry out from ground
in accusation against us.

Evil must be cleansed
to source malignant.
Before humanity can
collectively throw off. Weight
cavitation chains walk free.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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The racism

The racism erases
the beautiful memories
and it believes
in the perfect
world
The racism is
a too big
and horrible problem
It is a
wrong and impure
mistake
The racism is
a bad and
public thought
The racism is
played by the
poors of reasons
The racism doesn't
live in the
jungle but it
lives in the
modern society
I'm against the
racism
The racists are
cursed because they
are false
For me the
racism resides in
the hate
For the innocents
the racism is
lost war
For me the
racism doesn't exist
in a citizen
world
For me the
racism is a
terrible suffering
It can't stand
the harmony and
the heart of
a bay
It survives in
the evident darkness
The racism hates
the comfortable and
hospitable villa
The racism serves
the big Evil
It doesn't use
the magic
It wants to
destroy the balance
between the people
For the angels
the racism is
a shame and
a bright lie

poem by Laura arwen
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The Word Hate

'Tis a word that's heavily loaded and not a word to under-rate
And they should not be taken lightly those who do use the word hate
In their reference to others those they do claim to dislike
The word hate is like an adder with head raised ready to strike
Hatred can lead to bodily harm or murder or some other serious crime
And it can lead one to confinement to serve years of prison time
Hatred is a thing that's dangerous it can be taken too far
It can lead to acts of terrorism and lead Nations to war
If somebody say to you I hate you and give you looks that seem severe
That person is a person you may have reason to fear
Hatred it can lead one to a serious crime it can be a dangerous thing
And those who act on their hatred shame on themselves do bring
Yes the word hate is a loaded word for hatred can be taken too far
It can lead to terrorism and to murder and it can lead Nations to war.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Reverse Racism

reverse racism back lash counter swing
pendulum momentum counter swings
racist evil deeds sow hate bigotry dark seeds
reverse racism racism in reverse
racism justifies not reverse prejudice intolerance

justifies not torture killing men women children
hate breeds hate war breeds war never evens score
circles of violence cruelty bias narrow-mindedness
taught at mothers fathers knee will not set us free
hate violence imprisons souls who can love enemies?

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Devil eyes

You had eyes like the devil.
So red and angry.
You were by far vile.
You were and are pure evil.

You have eyes of the devil.
You are evil.
Your a match for santon himself.

All you can do is hurt little girls.
Its all you know how to do.
You hurt me and probaly others.

You had a smile of the devil.
To go with your devil eyes.
You were luaghing the whole time.
As I lay crying.
Begging you to stop.
But you were the devil.
And the devil dosent stop.

I was 11 when you had your go.
But rape was all I had known.
You werent the first
And you werent the last.

By bludy god I hate you.
Your worse than the devil.
But you have the devils eyes

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Born To Be Free! ! !

Born to be free! ! !
But, the obstacles of this world have engulfed themselves all around me.

Born to be free! ! !
But hatred had been the main cause being practised by mankind than love.

Born to be free! ! !
But, mankind had introduced what is called racism all around us.

Born to be free! ! !
But, mankind is not ready to accept the positive laws of the Creator.

Born to be free! ! !
But, there are wars everywhere on this earth.

Born to be free! ! !
But, you've hated me already in your heart without any reason.

Born to be free! ! !
But, earth's own problems are more than i can bare.

Born to be free! ! !
But, what i know is not what the Babylon System is teaching me.

Born to be free! ! !
But, the painter of tomorrow has no brush in his or her hand today.

Born to be free! ! !
But, when will the world learn to live in peace?

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hes Evil

Scene: a party political broadcast -- mr. black and his followers
He comes on smooth, cool and kind,
But he wants your body not your mind.
Hes got style, personality,
But hes the devil in reality.
Hell make you laugh, make you smile,
And make you feel good for a while.
Wicked smile, decadent grin,
He likes school girls, nuns and virgins.
His skin is soft but his mind is hard,
Hell lead you on then hell tear you apart.
Hell treat you rough and he will make you cry,
And you will kiss sweet innocence good-bye.
And once youre in therell be no getting out,
So look out, look out, look out, look out.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
Hes got wit hes got charm.
But when he gets rough hell break your arm.
Hes got taste, manners and grace,
But when he gets tough hell slit your face.
Hell buy you jewels, expensive clothes,
Then his mindll go and hell bust your nose.
Hes a joker and a clown
But hell pervert you and drag you down.
He comes on smooth, cool and kind,
But he wants your body not your mind,
He is just the devil in disguise.
He will drag you down and he will make you cry,
And once youre in there will be no getting out.
So look out, look out, look out.
Look out, look out, look out.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.

song performed by by Kinks
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Stupid

So sad to hear that you dont want to hang around with me
So lame to see you leave and to know that you believe that its over
Cause when your weak I feel the need to get underneith your skin
And when you start to tweak I find a way to get up beside you
Stupid, stupid, stupid
Stupid, stupid, stupid
In time youll learn to love me as much as you love yourself
Oh in time youll learn to hate me
Cause when I feel the need to have you back by my side
I am sweet it makes me sick to know that I can be so blind
Stupid, stupid, stupid
Stupid, stupid, stupid
Stupid, stupid, stupid
Stupid, stupid, stupid

song performed by by Oleander
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Of Your Feelings On Human Rights

Of your feelings on human rights never leave others in doubt
Of wrongs against others one ought to speak out
To those who abuse others rights let your feelings be known
Them for their behaviour you ought to disown
Though with what I say here many may not agree
Those silent at human rights abuse seem in agreement to me
With the offender whoever the offending one may be
Silence in the demonization of others is saying yes to inhumanity
Speak out against racism for racism is wrong
In the Human World it does not belong
There is far too much racism in the big World out there
And a racist person one can meet anywhere,
Against abuse of human rights never fear to speak out
On your feelings on such never leave others in doubt.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Pen Battle

It started with a thought
A pen and a blank page
Slowly the ink flowed
And released my hidden rage

For here on these pages
My mind is free to speak
Here there is no fear
My words strong, not weak

My pen strikes a blow
On all that is evil and wrong
Stabs at humanity
While they squeal and scream their song

Here I wage my pen battle
I’m the master of my war
Here I fight intolerance
Racism, abuse and more

And when the ink has dried
The dead and wounded lie at my feet
The war finally won
By my thought, my pen, and a single blank sheet

poem by James Waters
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Racism and the Culture Of Racism

We must be aware…..,
Of the Culture Of Racism….,
It’s a slur and a swear….,
The Culture Of Racism….! ! !

Can’t turn your back….,
On the Culture Of Racism….,
Or you’ll feel the whack…,
Of the Culture Of Racism….! ! !

It’s hard to believe….
The Culture Of Racism….,
That’s why we all grieve….,
The Culture Of Racism…! ! !

We must face the facts….,
On the Culture Of Racism ….! ! !
Cause we’ve seen the attacks…..,
Of the Culture Of Racism….,

It follows us all…,
The Culture Of Racism….,
But we must stand tall….,
Against the Culture Of Racism….! ! !

Can we control or stop it….,
As long as it’s been livin’….? ? ?
That’s the priceless question….,
On the Culture Of Racism…! ! !

poem by Trade Martin
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The Evil I See In Others

The evil I see in others in my own self I see
And the so called evil people are no less evil than me
'Tis not my place to judge others leave the Law take it's course
Than us mere living mortals there is some far greater force.

Look at the power of Nature no greater force than she
She claims all living creatures yet of guilt she is free
None ever say she's evil what's evil anyway?
The words of good and evil just words that people say

About those they see as good or evil others we like to pigeon hole
Have I right to condemn others when there's darkness in my soul
I'm only good and evil come tell me what are you
Since you tell me that you have a God but to your own self are you true?

For a callous act of one individual we condemn an entire race
And people are judged by their postal address and the colour of their face
We talk of love and harmony whilst war we do embrace
By making yourself a better person you'll make the World to live in a better place.

The evil I see in others in my own self I see
But you there Mr Perfect of all sin are you free?
You say that one is evil leave that person alone
You are not one that's free of taint so you should not cast the stone.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Do it for the World

Poverty, hunger, racism, abuse,
I’m sick and tired of the daily news,
Nightmares encompassing the air we breathe
Reality forces our grand visions to leave,

Everything around is spinning out of control
Morals all thrown out and shoved into a deep hole,
Injustices, as far as the eye can see,
Innocence, our friend, an unfortunate casualty.

I am a mere sailboat amidst the dark stormy sea,
Let’s tame the brutal waves, we fight in solidarity.
I refuse to let oppression last any longer,
Together we band and our case is much stronger.

Let’s take back the world that was given as a gift,
A world that for years has been set on a drift,
Let’s douse any laziness and hatred in our hearts,
It’s this immaturity that’s driven us apart.
We’ve strapped on our own chains, built our own walls to our jail,
Let’s break free of it all, let our cause shine through and prevail,
Its extremely important our mistakes come undone,
The sky’s not the limit, reach for the moon and the sun

We may be young and unknown to the world
But with our purpose hope will be unfurled.
Would it kill us to all let go of our selfish ways,
Do it for all the kids who go hungry for days.

Do it for the little girl who’s bought and sold,
Do it for the children who won’t live to be old.
Do it for the victims of domestic abuse,
You must act now, there is no excuse.

poem by Jennifer Romero
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Ecstasy By The Evil

When the devil inside me rises
And makes me do all the evil
One brutal act leads to another
As the addiction dominates the will
The delight that I get
Out of that wickedness
I enjoy breaching the trust
Out of that sheer crookedness
I tend to worship the Satan
And the mortals I tend to kill
When damn goes the humanity
That’s the ecstasy by the evil

I dig my canines
Into the flesh of the innocent
The trickling blood from the jaws and claws
Gets damn on the complaisant
The taste of that red hot blood
Satiates my intense desires
And the sinking pulse of those mortals
Leading only to the pyres
It’s not my fault, it’s their fate
I only carry the orders of the devil
I really enjoy making people cry
That’s the ecstasy by the evil

When my claws scratch their skin
And split their veins apart
They would beg to die rather
Bearing that pain on their part
I’ll watch the tears
Roll down their cheeks
Accompanied by the fear
With the howls and shrieks
They’ll bend on their knees
And acknowledge the power of the devil
I’ll repeat these acts again and again
As that’s the ecstasy by the evil

The will fear to breathe
And fear to even open their eyes
The evil spirits will haunt their neighborhood
For their instincts to terrorize
Loneliness can be so terrific
Soon the mortals will realize
Darkness stretching beyond extremes
And the silence filling the cries
Then this world would be compelled
To worship the cruel devil
And that’s the point where I retain
The ecstasy by the evil

poem by Sumeet Mukherjee
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