The Reality of WarBam! Shots crack under a dynamic sky Underneath, struggle and fear The hearts of men run and the devil, supported by an unknowing public, ensues Children mistakenly fall to the wayside, but no one cares Red pools of sin leak from the torsos of unacknowledged men Buildings fall, their dust rises, choking the angels of mercyThe Reality of War
Steel eagles in the skies drop eggs of fire upon an innocent family Screams, shrill as lead penetrates their bodies, their souls The holes in the latter left open for blood to flow Mixed with sweat of the enemy Mixed with blood
I Am here, For you.I been through the years Scarred by pain But I am here at my worst to see you Clothes ripped by the death Skin marred by the fear But you dont notice the scars You notice the darkness that rose from my breath years ago But even though were are stretched apart, it seems we are several metaphorical worlds apart, The soul can't grow thin I am here, for youI Am here, For you.
ProcrastinationI sit here, in my leather,Procrastination
enjoying the daily feed of information,
useless to practical life,
but useful to occupy the mind.
The tasks that must be done, nibbling softly at my conscience,
biting later on.
Their anxiety ignored, and never completed, falling further in life for personal satisfaction.
I smile now,
and shame later,
but in this moment,
either is relevant.
You been
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"There is a cult of ignorance in the United States, and there always has been. The strain of anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that "m
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