The retarded, the insane, the dying, the dispossessed
The victims and the drooling, a science for the obsessed
The whaling, the crying, cold shivering and the dying
Screams of the tortured and the autopsys incising
Doctors in white masks covering white faces of death
Drawing the blade to the skin in red line of final breath
Scream, screaming, screaming and the silence befalls
Showered of the floor for urination and lost stools
Malnourished and insane praying for fatal deliverance
Stink of the permeation in death for lethal experiments
Condemned for the forever of the endless suffering here
Wishing for the madness from the pain or else the fear
In secret and in total silence of such government treaty
There will be no such sanction here for mercy or pity
They are now forgotten, untold and never witnessed
As so they were in the hundreds chained, lost, abused
Moans of a quickening of madness in duality of torture
The daily visage of experimentation without the nurture
For the...
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Word

There was no time in this moment of the breathless
Only that which could be for her own eyes to witness
Her children now played in the world of the unawares
As her lover of a time now gone feels and still cares
But he cannot see her; ears cannot anoint her heartbeat
Her babies play, in the garden before that old street
Beyond the tree she taught herself to climb one year
As her children struggle to understand that of fear
For she cannot so appear to them despite many tears
With a love she has for them in such unseen reveres
Her lover now alone sat on a bed once made for two
And her whisper unheard when she cries, I love you
Many a story, a lover, a fight, a settlement done here
Walking from room to room to room and now steer
Upon the place of her beauty before a cupboard or press
Toward a picture that remains of her face so timeless
Before that day she wed the one heart of her embrace
When infinite of laughter resonates in memories place
As of the dew upon roses petals...
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Did you deny a place I called my birth land, as it just looks the same?
When every rape and violent daily moment is so the nominal sane
I disowned the TV when Im sold to on the lawful of all requirements
Yet to rip me off is legality by the thief as politicians woes augments
Did you stare at the church when the childs anus is still bleeding?
From the rape every priest now denies and asks wheres your faith?
But also find the sincere nerve to ask why our faith is now receding
The invisibility of the obvious to somehow decree excuses to bequeath
Did you vote for a government who destroyed another father today?
When he pulled his dead child from the rubble of a missile attack gone awry
Not sure which was more broken, the childs body or his fathers heart inside
I wanted cheaper taxes but what we got was a hunger for western genocide
Did you support a local election that leaves abandoned the battered children?
As councils dig your unfixed road instead of monetary social worker...
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World

Take the steps before the door, with bleak, river behind thee
Dark descent of evening, and majestic primrose scents, dance free
Each passing of moments, towards this new gateway, from dreams
Flock, many thoughts and ideals, that rush to her, like flowing streams
The landscape of the world, between light and death, dark and life
Seeking the key to this entrance beyond, that is the balance, upon the knife
Swing open to reveal, the corridor of twisted oak and majestic birch
As a forsaken treading, of mortal souls, the darker shadows, seem to lurch
Small creatures and eyes of crimson red, peer to her, be these spies?
For onward did her destiny lay ahead, far from the deception, of lies
Unravelling this time upon the plane, that is beyond meek dimension
A confusion made to clarity, as is unequal to this unbridled, new equation
Step, following step, following step, following step, upon marble ground
Purple and navy pathways, that illuminates and brings, an educating sound
The ache of...
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From a conjured thought, is fathomed and forgotten
Diminishing rust, of a partial intrigue be begotten
Crimson wine sways sweetly, across a full body
Relishing of these passions, for that of an eternity
If the teasing of apprehensive ways, method beauty
Then perhaps in confusion, we found the simplicity
For in each fading second, a newest pasture is born
That we stagger each day, for comprehension sworn
Mystery founded in curiosity, and unbridling seams
Newer sources founded, for digging deeper streams
A conclusion dumfounded, by curiosities deepened
Every mountain, so climbed is a hill, yet steepened
Continuation is of a key, to unlock such mysteries
But we never stop walking, as we walk to the ages
Of a youth slipping away, somehow and to forever
Unforgiving in such times, of a destinies operetta
As of every beginning, is to tender until the world
Hath reaped strengthening, of the man and woman
From the boy and girl, we so cherish in our hearts
Identification thus to...
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Visual

Crushing broken nails deep inside my fists
Spreading the blood as visions turn to mists
Weeping inside my mind for what I can do
The gunshot wound I inflicted goes to blue
Awaiting lowly in an alley way after the rain
Moist beneath feet before I conduct my gain
Slowly this stalking has begun another night
Finding her wondering alone, alone her plight
Delicious in her innocence of her unknowing
As her sands in earnest are rapidly descending
I cry a little tear for what I shall always commit
Knocking her to the floor before hit after hit
Her broken body in another bloodied tsunami
Vision engrained as of her final sight of me
Stealing the life from the frenzy and the rage
This world as of my alter this city as my stage
When the blade ripped into the mortal flesh
Gifted into the passions of a murdering rush
Copper of wounds cleansed by the tongue
So discarded and wasted their bodies flung
Clasped hand over mouth in muffled scream
Drawing the blade back and forth supreme ...
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Word

Awoke on this cliff side with the tsunami fast approaching
Rain in bands like fists hammer down in natures releasing
Upon me is defiance of my passions raging through veins
My body that trembles with vigour, never so again in pains
Lashed me with storms as my souls rage to the hurricane
A vortex of fury and determination boiling upon this gain
That turns within me so much so a lightning bolt from god
Could not distemper this vision I hold; I am my own god
Standing tall with salt in left hand and seeds in my right
I am prepared to bleed to conquer and kill for this fight
Pounding in my heart has turn to screams of ethereal cries
The bloodied sweat and flames that still burn in my eyes
I stand with these tornados behind me as my eyes flash
As every muscle aches and resists to rains heavy thrash
Accelerate time and let me battle for what I now believe
Its the continuum of passion unreleased without reprieve
Whispers of past tortures echoes within my ears so free
Reaping...
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War

Fallen to an awakening to mingle concentrations of the stratospheric
Layers of sleep before the clouds yield altitudes in a minds topic
As an under explored idealism remain, as too many are anti filtered
Relinquished as the impassable fathoming passively lost or tethered
Feel myself rise, as the air beneath becomes insolvent and irrelevant
The infinite of skies broaden further for an equation of the ascendant
I source the way of a thousand voices into a collective singular soul
To now harness a dreams consolidation for realities unrelenting toll
Forever boundless yet uncertain of direction for a dreams oscillation
Feeding the imaginations nourishment in thought founded acceleration
As the corrosion of passing considerations in shards of one memory
To recover as a virus as intracellular parasites awaken cold cells entirety
Rupture the human condition, as arbitration is lost for new discoveries
So for extremism in mental endowment seeks fulfilment in chronologies
Turn a...
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Word

These eyes dont see a world, just an acronym that limits me
Ellipsis knowledge thats fed to me, digest the artificiality
Conjugate with the peoples thoughts, a vision of affiliation
To create a place under a common sky, no more a warring nation
Island to island, space to space, face to face, world meets universe
An ideological mass formation, for the goal of every sense, diverse
Step on, shores, forever forage as what should have been, centuries ago
Created for survival and mutated into domination, living the allegro
Pounding sensibilities almost overwhelms, the logical passive hand
Voices heard yet always undertaken, against this we should stand
Bring forth the daylight realisation, of a people no more so subjected
Walk upon their castle and crash the lands of the leaders, unelected
Held within your eyes, are heartfelt words, for the answer is abound
The day when inevitability swings, from death to a subsistent ground
Where immediate affection, is brought forth to those...
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Yourself

He met with a guy in a bar who kills for tips
Tattoos on each arm for gang memberships
An exchange of cash and no questions asked
Seems that murder is never so under tasked
Girl in witness protection crying out her eyes
Came home alone and so to a nasty surprise
Dying by syringe now after a lustful motel
HIV positive and now on a slow road to hell
Brother lays dead and a white man bleeding
Cops turn up recorded on a Youtube beating
Brutality is denied more than an illegal warfare
Video got removed when it gets to the media
Found the body of a baby; its half decomposed
They blame her instead of their system exposed
Couldnt careless of its own people for profit
But easier for her to look forward to another hit
Covered the marks of too many blades on skin
Letting it bleed out as the pain soothes within
Haemorrhaged again but its just another day
Simply put there just was no other foreseen way
And on to another city; another life condemned
Line them up as yet another...
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