Old, old, old, old……poetry from the 90′s

So this is a collection of my poetry from 1991….

POETRY FROM 1991

WOUNDED

What must I do?
I wanted her to be the one
How often must I be shunned
Must I be kicked in the face?
Is this it?
My earned and deserved place
Those that I need
And in turn
Need someone like me
Run walk or turn
In other words– flee!
how does it happen
that I’m wounded by these?
Why must my truths
Turn out to be inadequacies?
Will I always be this way?
Or will the tide someday turn?
Will my flame earn it’s place?
Or will it simply cease to burn?
Will it always be so?
Am I a modern day leper?
Will I simply fade?
Disappear into myself
Deeper and deeper?
Is it honestly worth it?
Are life and love just games?
If I cease and desist
Will someone accept the blame?
Maybe it’s the answer
My true and ultimate penance?
To end this charade
In true and utter silence.

01/27/91
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SOULS DESCENT

Abysmal, deep
You fall
You slip
But nonetheless
Into the keep

Blackness and light
All is a blur
Pelted with warm rain
Off you go
Into the silver night

Sleep then awaken
Oh God!
Still down deep
When will it end?
Or has my soul been taken?

Swirling away in pity
In a blur of numbness
You realize
This is no dream
But your twisted reality!

04/22/91
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DARK THREAD

Wicked thoughts
Rush through minds
It’s not just one
It flows through all
Haves and have nots

Evil and decaying
Rotting the minds
Poisoning the hearts
Rocking and reeling
Leaden yet flying

It lurches and grinds
Pressed ever on
An undying evil
Feeding upon itself
Tearing loose all minds.

04/22/91
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VIOLATIONS NIGHTMARE

Teeth and claws
Rend and Gnash
Writhe and thrash
Hanging flesh
From gaping maws

Feeding on sleepers
Dreamland horror
Into chaos
Madness and mayhem
With mutant keepers

The daring escape
Is futile
Flight is madness
For the doomed victim
Of senseless rape

04/23/93
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TRAPPED

Where do I go?
Where do I turn?
At what cost
For the lessons learned?

Left one side by choice
By whom I am shunned
Yet side two doesn’t trust me
By my mistake, outgunned

No jury, no trial
Yet convicted I am
Apparently on both sides
Justice is a sham

To forget the past is easy
To remember a chore
But without fleeing
You must settle the score

A sentence
For a crime not committed
But what payment
Must be remitted?

Yes, on life’s path
One wrong turn
Regardless of reason
Can cause you to burn

04/24/91
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Speeding swerving
Twisting turning
All the while
Your heart is churning

Hairpin curve
You’re an indy car master
Then boom!
Was that a natural disaster?

Screams of agony
The horrors of pain
Now broken and bleeding
In a ditch in the rain

Mangled flesh
And twisted metal
How far down
Did you push the pedal?

you were feeling great
You were feeling alive
Now it’s over
Why did you drink and drive?

04/25/91
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NEMESIS

cannot be seen
Cannot be heard
Of its passing
Not a word

In all circles
In all places
It has many forms
It has many faces

It fades in
It fades out
It is nowhere
Yet all about

It has no existence
It has no life
All pain and suffering
All evil and strife

Living and dead
Existing and non
From now and before
From here to beyond

Everything in life
A lesson to learn
As cold as ice
Yet can also burn

Small and minute
Or as big as infinity
Is it from hell
Or from the trinity?

06/10/91
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PROGRESS?

We build
We break
We plunder
We take

Up and up
The cities must go
No one remembers
There a tree used to go

To a city
From a village
Kill and destroy
Rape and pillage

Politicians and businessmen
All on the take
apparently not caring
Our future is at stake

Who’s in control?
The people are not
The one who sold that lie
Ought to be shot

If progress isn’t controlled
If damage doesn’t stop
It won’t be necessary
To have the bomb drop

06/10/91
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ABUSE

Beaten and kicked
shying away
No barking and howling
No strangers at bay

He used to be cunning
Not vicious, but proud
But all that can change
When beating is allowed

He should come running
When his master whistles
But not this one
He hides in the thistles

Tail between the legs
Head hung low
shuddering and shaking
Awaiting the next blow

Whimper and hide
Await the end
Not a noble life
For mans best friend

06/10/91
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GAME WITHIN A GAME

Sit at the table
Facade in place
Don’t betray your hand
with an expressive face

The cards are dealt
The bets are in
Drop your discards
And play to win

Pickup new cards
Again you bet
Settle in your seat
The stage is set

Across the table
Just a blank stare
Is it a bluff
Or do you dare?

To the left
The face is the same
Mirrors them all
A very cold game

To the right
He breaks a sweat
possible bluff
Place your bet

A raise, a call
Then raised again
It’s back to you
Well? What then?

You raise again
To gather your wits
You eye the pot
Only one man gets

This contest and life
Are one and the same
Only winning counts
But you must know the game

In the game and life
Both based on lies
You must be aware
You must watch their eyes

Learn how to read them
Look deep and hard
A blink of an eye
A turn of a card

The best hand
Doesn’t always win
But the bluff will
Again and again

06/11/91
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DECRIMINALIZE

The evils of the past
Poker cards and dice
Society now must deal with
Crack cocaine and ice

The days of prohibition
Were crooked and lawless
The heroes couldn’t stop it
Not even Elliot Ness

Prohibition cannot help us now
It doesn’t stand a chance
Those that think it will
With the devil they will dance

Crooked politicians
Betraying our trust
The users, not the kingpins
Are suffering all the busts

Cartels and politicians
Get richer everyday
The users go to jail
The rich continue to play

They don’t want drugs to stop
There’s too much money in it
Drug czars tell you stories
And you believe the shit

Maybe legalization
is the answer to it all
Continued illegality
Our society will fall

Make all the drugs legal
Make the prices drop
Take all the business out of it
And all the crime will stop

06/11/91
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CONNECTED

The feel of the earth
The greens and the browns
Magnificent colors
Not found in towns

A snow capped mountain
Evergreens and the brush
Drink it in slowly
Not in a rush

The nectar of flowers
The trees and their fruits
The sweet spring water
The berries and roots

A campfire and shadows
The hooting of owls
pestering insects
And wolves howl

The sand and the shells
The oceans and the seas
Sandgrass and driftwood
The twisted ocean trees

Castles and sculptures
Blankets on the sand
A bottle of wine
Two hand in hand

Benevolent and kind
Calm and serene
Very powerful
But not vicious and mean

Oceans and seas
The trees and the rivers
The earth and the Mountains
The true life givers

06/12/91
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LISA

Sister, niece
Daughter, cousin and friend
A pity your life
So soon had to end

Beloved grandchild
A mother too
yet we mustn’t be sad
Mustn’t be blue

For life on this earth
Must not be the end
Not for beautiful Lisa
Our family and friend

A life cut short
Yet full just the same
About which no one
Should feel any shame

A life cut short
Yet full just the same
About which no one
Should feel any shame

A life with it’s hardships
But still filled with love
your soul soars upward
Like the ivory dove

And you little David
Lisa’s beautiful one
In her eyes you are
Still second to none

Believe that she loves you
And watches you always
her love lives on
In your heart she stays

Lisa we’ll miss you
We always will
With tears our eyes
Will occasionally fill

But we’ll remember the good times
The games and the fun
For now the fields of heaven
Are where you will run

We’ll all follow after
We’ll meet again soon
So make us a path
And save us a room

We love you Lisa

06/17/91
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AVARICE

Blood of brothers
Family fueds
Anger feeds
The vicious moods

Blood red eyes
And blackened souls
Stab in the back
to reach your goals

Pride in country
Anger and spite
Are they truly reasons
For the world to fight?

Kinder and gentler nation?
I think not
Justice is blind
And she’s just been shot

Political words
liars creations
Cause jealousy and hate
Between families and nations

wars and famine
Spy’s and tape recorders
What exactly are
The world’s new orders?

Step back and look
Change things we must
If we don’t our ending
Will be vicious and just!

06/17/91
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DREAM – SOUL

Sluggish backwater
Algae and brine
this could have been
A brilliant mind

Slow and sluggish
Lack of desire
Absence of steam
No spark no fire

Caged yet empty
Stifled and silent
Full but not
Fertile yet stagnant

Frightful stare
Empty it seems
That’s what happens
To minds without dreams

No visions of grandeur
No purpose in life
Bitter and hateful
Just anger and strife

Going through motions
The daily routine
No imagination
Just like a machine

Empty and scared
A terrible role
For your dreams
Are really your soul

06/17/91
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PREJUDICE

A person’s mind
Not thin or fat
That is important
That’s where it is at

Hair and skin
Language and accent
Should they determine
Ascent and descent?

Style of clothes
Musical tastes
Shouldn’t doom you
To failure and waste

Color and creed
It doesn’t make sense
Can’t see past that?
You must be dense

Religious choice
Anti-semitically
Should never determine
A persons destiny

Making rules
They know will be broken
Hiring practices
Only a token

From the high peak
To the bottomless pit
Society is silly
Isn’t it?

06/17/91
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LISTEN BROTHER LISTEN SISTER

i may be loud
I may be crass
I may even threaten
To kick your ass

But i’ll try to understand
I’ll try to be fair
But no matter what
You know that I care

I will always be there
Listen I will
Agree, maybe not
But listen still

Now in return
You to must listen
Together we learn
Continue the mission

Believe it or not
I’ve been there too
It’s happened to me
What’s happening to you

Try to learn
From my mistakes
though bad decisions
Everyone makes

Just because I did
Is no excuse for you
Save yourself the hassles
I wouldn’t lie to you

Remember I love you
And I’ll always be there
No matter what you do
I’ll always care

06/18/91
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LISA MARIE

She was always happy
On her face always a smile
If your spirit needed lifting
You hung with Lisa a while

The smallest little things
Some times taken for granted
Not so for Lisa
With them she was enchanted

Her mouth was always moving
They called her CNN
But the name was given in fun
It was given to a friend

She talked too much
Yes that’s true
But you couldn’t help but know
That she cared about you

Lisa was a piece of work
Of that you can be sure
Her personality was a rarity
Thank god there was no cure

Yes we’ll miss her greatly
Though she was with us only a while
We hope she rubbed off on us
Maybe more often we will smile

06/19/91
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Lied to
Cheated
Rally girl greeted
Must love be this way?
When does it end?
How does it stop?
Will I ever win?
Shunned
Dogged
Whipped
Flogged
Must love be this way?
Beaten
Kicked
Sucked in
Tripped
Must love be this way?
Will the other shoe drop?
Must love be this way?
If so
I want no part!

06/21/91
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DON’T WASTE IT

Terror and pain
But also knowledge
Come to those
Who look and delve
See through the rain

Ignorance is bliss
But bliss
Is boring
Safety is easy
But what will you miss?

It’ll pass you by
Right in front of you
With lightning quickness
It can be obvious
It doesn’t need to be sly

Touch it
Taste it
Wallow in it
Give it away
Just don’t waste it!

06/21/91
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SHUTTERED WINDOWS

Secret passages
And hidden halls
What beasts lurk
Between the walls

Fake doors
Traps and pit falls
creepy spiders
snares and false walls

Into the attic
By secret stairs
Unwanted adventures
By taunts and dares

The children fear them
When the sun is down
There’s a haunted house
In every little town

06/21/91
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FOOTSTEPS

Cold and alone
Walking at night
Thinking big thoughts
Avoiding the light

Mind is turning
Thoughts are reeling
Eyes are open
Void of feeling

Laying out plans
Business pursuits
Personal feelings
Scuffing boots

Full of resolve
Robust and daring
Thoughts of the future
Afraid of caring

Confused and alone
Calm and distress
Needs but fears
Another caress

A state of confusion
A state of delight
Just another cold
And lonely night

06/21/91
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FACADES

Close the door
Hide inside
Hurt no ore
Suffer by pride

Smash and thrash
Break it
But pain, no
Fake it

Be vicious
Be mean
But never again
Will pain be seen

Laughter and smiles
Hide pain with pride
Hope it never explodes
From keeping it inside

Drunk and rude
Breaking things
Treating other people
Like underlings

It may make you famous
It may make you wealthy
But alas
It won’t make you healthy

06/21/91
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BACK OFF

I don’t live up to their standards
To them I have no taste
To them my sordid little life
Is nothing but a waste

Yes I’m living on the edge
I’m living day by day
But then again
Who’s life is it anyway?

Do not try to run my life
Don’t push me a certain way
For sure enough, If you do
The further off I’ll stray

I’m like a wild animal
That’s half domesticated
I’m loyal true and faithful
But streetwise educated

Do not mistreat or injure
My trust do not breach
For if that happens I will stay
An arms length out of reach

I’m one hell of an ally
Many people count on me
But all the same, I also am
A vicious enemy

06/22/91
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FEARS DECEPTION

Can you feel it?
It’s getting near
Can you see it?
Taste the fear?

Your hackles rise
You break into a sweat
you imagine fingers
Around your neck

The air becomes thick
It’s hard to breathe
Your feet won’t move
Yet you want to leave

You want to run
Want to hide
But even your blood
Slows inside

Skin is sweating
Mind is reeling
But your body is numb
Devoid of feeling

A pungent smell
It sticks to your nose
Imagine it a smell
That death only knows

Feel the eyes piercing
Hot breath at your ear
Terrible realization
That death is near

Silence
then a thick voice of the night
Excuse me friend
Can I get a light?

06/24/91
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PAWS

Running and bounding
Full of energy and spunk
Turning brand new things
Into worthless junk

Loving and caring
Full of affection
wants to be with you
Craving attention

eating and sleeping
Up day and night
But when you get home
A welcome sight

Will always be there
From now to the end
Yep that’s my dog
My best friend.

08/18/91
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JUDAS

Disappointment and pain
Anger and hatred
Rip his insides out
Lay them out in the sun
Mutilate and maim
Torture and kill
Leave him putrid
Rotting and foul
These feelings
However wrong
Abound
When betrayed by a friend
Place your trust
Confidence and support
get kicked in the teeth
What repayment this?
The hurt and betrayal
Feel low and foolish
How could you have trusted
This vile soulless ass?
You want to destroy him
And why not?
He destroyed your trust
Your friendship
Your self-esteem
Are you that stupid
Can you ever trust
Your own judgement again
Tear him down
Violate his trust
Like he did yours
But what good would it do?
To what end?
What would you achieve?
Other than more trouble
For yourself
Is he worth it?
No
It’s unfair
Isn’t it?
That you cannot be redeemed
At his expense
But
As they say
What comes around
Goes around
Let us hope
That karma comes around
With a vengeance.

09/16/91
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COOK THE SOUL

Skin and bones
Broken teeth
Rotting flesh
Deaths wreath

Hanging flesh
Iron hooks
Bubbling pots
Satanic cooks

Pale and weak
Thin and emaciated
This maniacal lust
Is never satiated

Fear and denial
Paranoia and hate
Look like hell
Is where you’ll stay

Black rose on your coffin
Your life and death a waste
This is the the destiny
Of a meth basket case

09/25/91
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MURDER INC

Twist and turn
Snap of the neck
No trace of the crime
Not even a speck

A bubble of air
Injected bloodstream
Natural causes
Not what it seems

Rubber gloved hands
Gun in their mouth
Apparent suicide
No need to go south

Penicillin powder
In anything
allergic to it?
Mourning song sing

Pin holed brake-line
Curvy road
Over the edge
Reaped and sowed

Rubber and needle
Pipe and a light
Drug overdose
yeah, right?!

Unfortunate accidents
That’s what they think
All the products
Of Murder Inc

09/26/91
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SURREAL HOUR

The grey black night
In swirling mists
In dreams and nightmares
the surreal exist

Solid and shadows
Shape changers and ghosts
Search for enemies, friends
And living hosts

Benign and evil
Voices and apparitions
In all cities
Country-sides and nations

The night is theirs
It belongs to they
Those that fear
Become their prey

But without fear
With ample respect
You may join or observe
Their mysterious sect

Those strong of soul
And open of mind
May understand, even embrace
The surreal kind

A thirst for knowledge
Not for power
Will allow you to dance
In the surreal hour

09/26/91
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THE PRICE

Cold blue steel
Hard pig iron
Missiles of lead
Through the air flyin’

Life in the trenches
Fear and pain
Noise and destruction
Blood red rain

Fragments and flame
gaseous solutions
Fearsome missiles
True air pollution

Screams of the dying
Flesh of the dead
Waves of young men
Fields of red

Innocent and guilty
Towns ripped to shreds
Any and all
Blood sheds

Screams and cries
Howls for freedom
Take a life
Save the kingdom

For god and country
Will you roll the dice?
The cause is freedom
But at what price?

10/26/91
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FEAR AROUND THE FIRE

Once, twice
Three thru twelve
Midnight hour
Hell fiends delve

Scratching, clawing
Creatures of the night
Seeing all
With a shadows sight

Night mist clinging
Chills to the bone
Full moon rises
On fears unknown

Eerie moonlight
On stagnant marsh
Eyes in the dark
And voices harsh

Malignant souls
And psychotic fiends
Nothing is ever
As it seems

A high piercing sound
The hounds at bay
Grip on reality
Fading to grey

To humble the young
And to remind the old
The reason stories
Around campfires are told

10/26/91
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MUSIC

Tribal and blues
Rock and soul
Funk and country
All touch the soul

Throbbing bass
Heavy drums
Swaying bodies
Guitar strums

Lines and words
Riffs and snares
Arts and music
Dreams and dares

It sways your emotions
The sound and the feel
Brings out your soul
Amazingly real

The beat of your heart
The sweat of your brow
Music affects you
It touches you now

Soothing ballads
And rowdy songs
to each their style
Truly belongs

Blues and rap
Funk and rock n roll
Classical and country
All food for your soul

10/26/91

Here is one from 1992

DAYLIGHTS DEMONS

A bucket of snot
And a jug of piss
Generous portions
Of these I wish

To force upon you
To partake of these
As payment for
Your vile deeds

An unmarked grave
In a forgotten field
As just rewards
For the power you wield

Unmourned death
For the pain and deprivation
Eternal suffering for you
And your zealot nation

Your influence and power
Give you all that you need
So why the injustice
Abuses and greed?

Is malice your joy?
Do you take satisfaction
From the pain and suffering
Caused by your vile action?

You buy the hopeless
With your so-called mercy
Then jail the proud
Intelligent and worthy

Beasts and demons of the past
The creatures of the night
Hold no terror now
No measure of fright

Now it’s politicos, police
and the extreme right
Vile creatures all
And they can walk in the light

12/09/1992

Thought I would start posting some of my poetry(lyrics) from years past, in this case 1993. You might say I was a bit angry back then……

POETRY FROM 1993
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MISPLACED HERITAGE

Who, what am I?
What is my heritage?
Where do I place my pride?
Who are my forbearers?
With whom do I identify?

In this the black man has a true advantage
He can look in the mirror and see his heritage
True, it can be, and is, a double-edged sword

But i have no blade
What about the brown man?
What about those of questionable ethnic backgrounds?
True I’m an American,
But in today’s more informed,
And less honest times,
That is not enough.

03/12/93
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THE POWER OF ANGER

Harness the anger
Use the strife
Use it as power
To run your life

No better source
Power un-compared
To harness this energy
Only the strong have dared

Unlimited energy
To advance your cause
Grab the brass ring
No time to pause

To the strong
Goes the spoil
Leave the weak
To till the soil

05/26/93
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What do you do
With the letters you’ve written
What course with your heart
When with love it is stricken?

05/29/93
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Insanity dreams of sanity
Madness dreams of calm
Boredom dreams of wildness
Acceptance dreams of scorn

The lonely wants some company
The attached needs some space
Softness yearns for callousness
Leather aspires to lace

05/29/93
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ESCAPISM

What is it’s definition
Is it a necessity?
What is it’s role
for this nation?

Road trips, drugs
Anti-sobriety
Are they merely crutches
For our warped society?

Euphoric sensations
The rush you get
Can techno-urban society
Survive without it?

It has a function
It’s vital, necessary
Without escapism
God, we’d be scary!!

05/29/93
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DRASTIC TIMES

Influx of ideas
Abandonment of reason
Young and irreverent
Accused of treason

Fresh but not innocent
Young and the bold
Blocked by establishment
feared by the old

Bold and brash
Wild and free
You can’t withstand
Too blind to see

It’s hot in the streets
It’s hot for society
We don’t want excuses
To hell with your piety

Time to change
Time to be drastic
Down with status quo
Down with people plastic

it’s time for change
It starts today
For if it doesn’t
Don’t bother to pray

06/25/93
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HOW TO SPIN

Remember, recall
As a child
An uncontrollable spin
Would drive you wild

Simple pleasures
Imaginative play things
Diverted the mind
From lifes failings

Make the rules as you go
Hide and get lost
Fantastic dreams
At no real cost

How did we lose it?
Where did it go?
Innocence and youth
Went with the flow

Unfetter your mind
Release your soul
Bliss and exhileration
The ultimate goal

Oh to return
to the imaginative one
Creative, mischevious,
But oh what fun!!

07/02/93
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SILVER BALL

A silver ball
Rolling around
around then up
without a sound

Higher and higher
Up it went
Still round and round
Until it’s energy’s spent

Then the fall
Not round and round
Gaining speed
Straight for the ground

Faster and faster
It’s descent
Will it bounce
Or make a dent?

07/13/93
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EVOLVE

Break the shell
Crack the wall
Come out of yourself
Break from the thrall

Blood and persistence
Sinew and tears
Conquer your captors
Vanquish your fears

Starved and enslaved
Have to get out
Break the bonds
No shadows doubt

Emerge from the past
Evolve and transform
Onward and upward
Embrace the new form

This existence is stagnant
Putrid and dated
The future appetite
Is not possibly sated

A new style of thought
A new form of being
Not the views of a mad man
It’s the future you’re seeing

7/13/93
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TESTS

The power of anger
The pain of humor
Will seek and destroy
Like a malignant tumor

Those hidden feelings
And buried thoughts
Brought to the surface
Before your soul rots

But can you take it?
When it comes at you
Can your pride take it?
What will you do?

Soul cleansing
Heart rending
Love starting
Friendship ending

Humor and anger
Pranks and jests
Unforgiving judges
The true tests

07/13/93
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OPEN YOUR EYES!!!

The mouth of the beast
Spews forth obscenities
Not just verbal
But physical blasphemies

Bulging muscles
Mangled appendages
Grotesque figures
Released from their cages

A foul stench
Rises through the air
A festering malignancy
That lays souls bare

Flesh eating beasts
Wade through the carnage
Enslaving souls
On a merciless rampage

Their malignant power
Will swallow the weak
Who’ll inherit the earth?
Certainly not the meek!

Arm yourself with knowledge
wield your power
Wake up and see
This society is sour!

Take care with your souls
Take charge of your lives
The enemy is before you
Open your eyes!!

07/19/93
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WAKE UP AND LIVE

Ah, but that the morning might have its way with us,
That in those dark hours,
Where we lay in fetal bliss,
Father sun has been dreaming up some
Delightfully wicked adventure to swallow us whole!
For indeed,
A new day has begun,
For those of us who wake up alive,
It is our duty and solemn responsibility
To live and wallow shamelessly in this
game we call life
Wake up and live!!!

07/30/93
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LAST GOODBYE

On a hot and sweaty day
We must say goodbye
Lay a soul to rest
Let a good man lie

To bury a man
An anguished endeavor
to accept the fact
That he is gone forever

Let go of the anger
Cherish the past
Though he’s physically gone
Your memories last

Enjoy the memories
of all of his clan
Relive the life
Of the fallen man

Enjoy the company
Of family and friends
those lives must go on
Though his came to an end

So take care and take heed
In us he’s put trust
As long as we remember
He lives on through us

In memory of Tyrone Lynn Jones, 1966-1993

08/03/93
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TAKE CARE YOUNG FOOL

Paybacks are hell
The collector is me
Do unto my family
I’ll do unto thee

Escape is futile
Your struggles are useless
Myself or my web
Your efforts are fruitless

Your spite and pain
are enjoyment for me
My spite and malice
Your life will be

Don’t mess with me
Or that which I master
One wrong turn
Could spell disaster

An attack on my clan
Cause me sleepless nights?
Take care young fool
My anger bites!

08/03/93
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FEED YOUR SOUL

The rot and decay
That is life as we know it
Physical manifestations
Of death and rebirth

The soul dies just the same
But is much less visible
In fact
Unseen by most

the bodies death
Is clear and obvious
Obvious even
To the casual observer

But the soul
Dies much more subtly
In fact the body can
Continue without it

There is some question
As to whether
The inverse is true
Some call it religion

But religion is too narrow a term
Too many religious people
Without hope or imagination
Which are vital to the soul

Don’t allow your soul
To stagnate and fester
Test it regularly
And feed it well

Now owner beware
Your soul is fragile
Without proper care
It will wither and die

Feed your soul!!

08/03/93
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THE RIDE

Screaming
Flying high
Hair whipping
In the wind

Twisting
Turning
As you corner
Feel the g’s

Rubber grabs
Asphalt rolls
As you smoke
Through the hills

Racing towards
The burning sun
On top o’ the hills
But never reach it

09/20/93
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DESTINY

Bubbling swamp
Putrid but fruitful
Disgustingly fragrant
Sickeningly powerful

Drag back through the bracken
Dark corners of the mind
Societies fear and loathing
Of what they might find

A potent energy
Upon which you feed
A psychological fuel
The rush you need

You’ve unlocked the door
Do you dare open?
Will you survive?
Will your mind be broken?

There are those
With minds of steel
To these dangerous powers
They will not yield

They’ll never know
They refuse to admit
Inevitably to our power
They will submit

For ours is wild
Untamed and savage
Our minds it feeds
Weak minds? Ravage!

Our minds are strong
Yet pliable, elastic
To us their minds will
Break like cheap plastic

A mind loosened
A mind expanded
Strong yet sensual
New experiences demanded

Ours will prevail
Over a dying culture
We’ll bide our time
Like the crafty vulture

Our destiny to master
They have but to see
As guardians and teachers
It’s just what will be!

10/02/93
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REFUSE TO BE SHACKLED

Throw the anger
Kick the bass
Push some hostility
Right into their face

Acceptable behavior
I’m sick of that shit
The next to tell me what’s right
Is gonna get hit

Don’t ask the question
You know the answer
Won’t be burdened
With your social cancer

I’ll not be involved
With false propriety
I refuse to be shackled
By a hypocritical society

10/04/93
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ANTI-HERO

No need for recognition
The man in black
Hesitant saviour
The nightmare is back

He cares not for causes
Wont take out your trash
Don’t ask for favors
He deals in cash

Worries of the world
Trouble him not
Those pathetic whiners
Can just go rot

No need for sentiment
Don’t whine and complain
For without a reward
You’re met with disdain

Affairs of the heart
Good of the community
With things such as these
He has no unity

Cold dark soul
A hooded cloak
That was no cold breeze
The entity spoke

But will you answer
Or run in fear?
Your solution is at hand
Or your end is near!

10/05/93
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OVER-STIMULATE

Live in the pain
Powerful sensation
A potent aphrodisiac
In this sadistic nation

Reminiscent of
Ancient customs and rituals
Not necessarily as physical
But abhorrently visual

Violence and decadence
Madness and mayhem
Such atrocities
The pious can’t speak of them

violence and deceit
Death and greed
Over-stimulation
Is all that we need

10/05/93
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WE ARE THE FUTURE

Called freaks and dirtbags
Dregs of the earth
Secretly scorned
With vicious mirth

Anger and jokes
Whenever we’re near
These pathetic actions
Are based on fear

They’re afraid of
Our erratic pace
Knowing deep down
We’ll soon run the place

Our time will come
A vicious uprising
Imagine our style of
Government down-sizing

Trim that ugly fat
Lop off the head
Bureaucracy’s nightmare
It’s us they dread

Strike the blow
Dispose of waste
End their excesses
Close the case

Adapt or perish
Their system obsolete
We are the future
Their destiny is defeat

10/05/93
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STOP THE ABUSE

Work all day
Or all night
Barely getting by
No relief in sight

Dead end jobs
No stimulation
No time for release
Can’t afford a vacation

Sarcasm and fatalism
Plague the workplace
welcome to the
Check to check rat race

No time for family
No time for friends
Too broke and exhausted
To enjoy weekends

Six days a week
No end in sight
Abused by the system
But too tired to fight

Starts to smell like
The calm before the storm
A growing percentage
Refuse to conform

Societies coming to a boil
Better turn down the heat
Before there’s blood on your hands
And it runs in the streets

Stop the abuses
Of the working classes
Or face the wrath
Of the boiling masses

We need relief
We need it now
Or we’ll beat back to the sword
That tired old plow!!

10/06/93
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POWER

Evil — No!!
Me –I,I,I!!
I want
I take
I become evil
Concentrate on self
Power, power
Power, power
Now! Now! Now!
tomorrow — tomorrow
There is no yesterday
No yesterday
Power! power
Control myself
To control others
Intense control
Flashy
Sharp and impressive
Intensely erratic
Erratic
Much, much more
Thoroughly corrupt
Anything for power
Inner strength
Psychology
Now, Now finish
Forward, no end
Endless erratic
Forward progress
Out of control
Yet in complete control
Of myself
And everything around me

10/25/93
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ROLL IT ON OVER

What is the difference
The redeeming factor
That makes this incarnation
Any different than the rest
Those that came before
Found not the answers
Thus perished
Will the fate be the same
For this most powerful nation?
The same basic questions
Have plagued them all
Yet none in our history
Have found the answers
It seems they lose sight
And those
Upon wh’s sacrifice
All was built
Suffer the most
But if history is our guide
Then it won’t be long
For the uprising to commence
Be it a leader or an event
The beginning unimportant
When compared with the outcome
The powerless will rise
Claim the power never given
Though repeatedly promised
Perhaps,
Through some stroke of luck
Enlightenment will prevail
Though it will take
Untold violence
Regardless of the victor
To rebuild with equity
That is the key
The event leads to that
Regardless of the architect
The event will roll over
Re-start the clock
Will the next turn get it right?
Probably not….

12/15/93
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Here’s some poetry from 1994…..

MALADY

New faces
New game
Wrong!!
Still the same

A different crowd
Slower, faster
Still answer to
That twisted master

Same tired lines
From different faces
Same stupid drama
In different places

Can’t break the cycle
But can’t take the strain
I gotta get clear of
This twisted daisy chain

Same old routine
Same mindless chatter
We stay miserable
Our future get sadder

What to do?
How to remedy?
This malignant little
Malady

02/01/1994

PATH OF LEAST RESISTANCE

Easy way out
No true assistance
Incarcerate, medicate
Path of least resistance

Medicate, medicate
Get them out of the way
Don’t deal with the problems
Put off to another day

Pre programmed logic
Cure by the numbers
Pathetic crutches
Drug induced slumbers

A cure for the symptom
The easy solution
Not an answer to the problem
It’s toxic mind pollution

The underlying problem
Is never touched upon
A vicious cycle
Just built upon

Unbreaking rules
Unbending policies
The systems foundation
Is built on fallacies

Their cure for psychosis
Is simple addiction
It’s more bizarre
Than what we call fiction

They want to control
They don’t want to cure
Won’t solve the problem
Of that I’m sure

Drugs and cells
Those are their solutions
keep them meek and manageable
In stifling institutions

02/02/1994

REVOLUTION

No recognition
No appreciation
What do you mean?
Saturday again?

Thank you – Uh uh
Lunch -Fuck no!
lotsa work, lotsa money
But where did it go?

Blood, sweat and tears
Checks don’t go far
But where’s the suit?
In a brand new car!

Did he lose a finger?
Did he bust his ass?
Dust? Grease? Grime?
I think he’ll pass

The time is coming
For the boiling masses
To boil on over
and destroy the classes

Trust me my brother
This will come to pass
Then you can tell that suit
To french-kiss your ass!!

02/19/1994

DREAM-SOUL

Sluggish backwater
Algae and brine
Yet this could have been
A brilliant mind
Lack of desire
Absence of steam
No spark no fire
Caged yet empty
Stifled and silent
Full but not
Fertile yet stagnant
Frightful stare
Empty it seems
That’s what happens
To a mind without dreams
No visions of grandeur
No purpose in life
Bitter and hateful
Just anger and strife
Going through motions
Daily routine
No imagination
Just like a machine
Empty and scared
A terrible role
for your dreams
Are really your soul

1994

CONNECTED

The feel of the earth
The greens and the browns
Magnificent colors
Not found in towns
A snow capped mountain
Evergreens and the brush
Drink it in slowly
Not in a rush
The nectar of flowers
The trees and their fruits
The sweet spring water
The berries and roots
A campfire and shadows
The hooting of owls
Pestering insects
And wolves howls
The sand and the shells
The oceans and seas
Sand grass and driftwood
The twisted ocean trees
Castles and sculptures
Blankets on the sand
A bottle of wine
Two hand in hand
Benevolent and kind
Calm and serene
Very powerful
But not vicious and mean
Oceans and seas
The trees and the rivers
The earth and the mountains
The true life givers

1994

PROGRESS?

We build
We break
We plunder
We take

Up and up
The cities must go
No one remembers
There a tree used to grow

To a city
From a village
Kill and destroy
Rape and pillage

Politicians and businessmen
All on the take
Apparently not caring
Our future is at stake

Who’s in control?
The people are not
The one who sold that lie
Ought to be shot

If progress isn’t controlled
If damage doesn’t stop
It won’t be necessary
To have the bomb drop

1994