Poem of the Month of : June/July

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Senses Unpure
The smell of burning flesh
The child unborn, yet burning still
Flash of life, Blaze of fire
Burning bright from the necessary kill
The feel of puncturing flesh
The child free, yet being slain
Flash of life, Speed of sound
War is over, what did we gain
The taste of passionate love
The child grown, yet still new
Flash of life, Excitement galore
Freedom fills another you
The sight of spineless war
The child repents, yet sinful still
Flash of life, Righteous glory
On your knees to pray your bill
The sound of flying lead
The child gone, yet memory remains
Flash of life, Breath of death
Had to die just to stay sane

By: Terra Ryzer

Pathetic

I hate when people watch me
I hate when I'm under observation
It bothers me so much
I bet someone is watching me write this
It is not even a bad look
It is a look like I am pathetic
but they look pathetic, staring at me,with a concerned eye
Just Leave Me Alone
I don't have and illness
I'm not dying
You look at me pathetic like, I will feel patheic
Act happy around me, I will look on the bright side
You act like something is wrong, there will be
You act like I have a problem, I will develop one
You tempt me with food I will be hungry
Don't look at me, I am NOT disabled

By: Kris

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Last updated: June 2000