Mike's blog: "Senseless murders and violence"

The Dark Side is so quick and easy And it moves so seductively Once released it becomes an addiction You start to feel the pinch of the force It wraps it's tendrils around your throat Then you begin to wheeze,cough and choke And you fall dead at the Dark Lords feet. The Dark Side is the way of vengeance Of cold venom anger which never relents Once you start down the path of darkness Your destiny it will always dominate It causes you to create lies and treachery Becomes irresistible to even a Jedi Master. Once you feel the pull of it's power you are never ever the same again But thats what happens when you get sucked in It creates fear,anger,aggression and hate Makes your own father cut off your other hand Only to learn the painful truth The Dark Side is very hard to see It pops up when you least expect it It makes you think you can stop death If you believe that you're a lost,naive,fool Death is a part of the cycle of life Creates a lust for absolute power You'll betray all to achieve it. By Michael J. Juneau on May 26,2005 at 11:05 PM Central Time

They say Lucifer is right here on Earth, And I can see that is true, He likes to cause death and destruction, And he thrives on hate and frustration. I believe that he is right here on Earth, The place where God banished him, And I know the reason why, he thought the evil in him would die. Lucifer has no particular sign, And he is no friend of yours or mine, And then one day he will be destroyed, For all of Gods angels will be deployed And that will be the end of lucifer's reign, And the end of all our suffering and pain. His biggest lie is telling mankind, That he never existed,if that is true, Then why do we do things that are twisted? And why do we make our friends sad and blue? Michael Juneau

His name was Mr. Adolf, Who knocked a bunch of people off, He was in charge of the holocaust, Without thinking of the cost. We'll never know the reason why, He thought a whole race deserved to die, He thought the jews were the enemy, that killing them was the only remedy. He was so charismatic, his power over his people was automatic, I don't why they listened to him, Or the war they thought they could win. He did not fit his master race, For he had too much of a jewish face, I will always think that he was insane, his people didn't deserve all that pain. He's the most hated man in history, his death is not much of a mystery, But we should learn from his mistakes, life for any reason is wrong to take. by Michael Juneau

He went to L.A. on that terrible day, A few kind words he did so say, He had won the primary, And everyone was so happy. Why did they hate RFK? For all hope died with him on that day, And they didn't even give him a say, For in his own blood they left him lay, Why couldn't they find another way? He died because he was a Kennedy, Like killing them is the only remedy, To change what's going on in the world, But they made cry every boy and girl. In nineteen hundred and sixty-eight, There came a shooting that made the world wait, To see if he was going to live or die, He died without us ever knowing why. by Michael Juneau

He had a dream that one day, His people will have an equal say, That the blacks can live out the year, Without persecution or fear. Martin was a great man, Who came from God's holy hand, They shot him down out of fear, Because his message rang too clear, His family lost a man who was dear. It's too bad Martin didn't live to see, The day when the blacks would be free, For I think they'll always have the right, To know how high they want to set their sights. Martin's son went to his father's killer, And asked him did you kill my father? And when Martin's killer had said no, The seeds of his innocence were sewn. By Michael Juneau

He came to Dallas just the other day, He rode thru the city in a motorcade, He went on by without being aware, Of the guns on the hill, And in the buildings up there. And then Mrs.Connelly said to him, You can't say Dallas doesn't love you Jack, You can't say Dallas Doesn't love you. Kennedy was a great President, But we'll never know where his assassins went, And the government says Lee acted alone, When not one gun did he ever own, When not one gun did he own. The crowd roared by when the shots rang out, But they didn't know what the noise was about, Six seconds later he slumped on down, Never ever again to move around. The man in front of him had seen him fall, And yelled Oh my God! they're gonna kill us all! In nineteen hundred and sixty-three, Five shots killed Mr.Kennedy, They shot Lee dead and denied him a trial, And they established a code of denial. As I think of what happened in sixty-three, I think Oswald was a patsy. The funeral lasted for four days, The cars went down on thier usual way, The cars went by one-two-three and four, To where he will rest forever more. One thing I think is really sad, Is the kids grew up without thier dad, And America lost a favorite son, And all for a war that was never won. Michael Juneau

I did not know miss Laurie, For adulthood she will never see, She was cut down in the prime of her life, And all because of anger and strife. Her death she did not deserve, And to what purpose did it serve? And we'll never know the reason why, She thought Laurie deserved to die. Laurie was only sweet sixteen, But an early death she has only seen , I think it was going, way beyond mean To tie a rope around her neck and slit her throat, Just like she were as low as a goat. Both of her killers got life without parole, And I hope they sit there, grow old and rot, For I think they deserved what they got, For thinking she slept with her boyfriend, Is the stupidest reason to make her life end. Michael John Juneau