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ReddSW's blog: "poetry"

created on 12/10/2010  |  http://fubar.com/poetry/b338208

The "All Mighty"

How can something so small have so much POWER?
And if without it man cant even shower.
Yet if one has enough if it..
Over all he will TOWER.
This world revolves around this man made beast.
Known as the dollar.
Now we may never know peace,
Because threw it we man seeks POWER.
Greed has set in and now money is a must.
How dear they say on to you, "in God we trust"?
Then give you the faces of men,
Whos bodies long parrished and bones turned to dust.
The war for this papper, painted green with the greed of the polotic..
One by one splattered in red with the blood that fight for it.
I want out of it!
Even when i had you in aboundence,
I never let u get to my head.
Now im without you.
Mom says the stress will leave me dead.
But i will live off of bread.
But i know i deserve better....
They just sit there with a smile,
Tho its very hard to tell.
Abe, George and Benn,
All laughing hard as hell.
All laughing down in hell,
As their faces currupt the earth.
This beast called the dollar,
Was ment to distroy sense its birth.
Distroying communities, countries,
These very lives of ours..
We even make songs..
"If i had a million dollars..."
For the love of money,
People will rob their own father.
But also, for it,
People will thrive to be a scholar.
People will do anything,
Just to have that POWER.
Rob, cheat, work or kill.
All for The "ALL MIGHTY DOLLAR"...

Off My Chest

 Many times my name leaves lips with minds that know nothing in witch they speak apon.

Everytime i catch wind of it, its something new like the morning dawn.

A new day begins but the same old trash continues.

Stop eating that garbage, order something new off the menu.

But this is what your into.

Your ears open to the gossip.

The nonsense of these fools who say anything to anyone for a desired response out if you...

-heh- Thats a trip.

 

A car rides by.

Its music trustpast my walls.

The voice of Jay-Z speaing about making tears fall.

The same here appies.

I cant see them coming down my eyes.

So i gotta make this poem cry.

Love is a crule force.

It ments two into one hart.

Once it gets tired it rips that connection apart.

The test of true love is how easy u let go.

The truest is like antimantium.

It wont break bend or fold.

In the begining is the weakest,

Only because thats when you mold.

But once it hardens, thats it.

Youll love to watch each other grow old.

But... Thats not always the case.

-smh- ... I wont get much deeper.

Iv done everything and more.

Alas... It seems fate wont let me keep her.

My whole swag got switch.

I admit, part of me has died.

But even looking in the mirror i cant see them coming down my eyes.

So... I gotta make this poem cry.

 

 

....i dont think im done....

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