September 25, 2017 · 1:55 am
Hans Leu the Elder
Pay Back
–
I First Heard of Him
When He Came Before the Ethics Committee.
During the Trial of Edwin Mercer
Head of the Obama Corp,
For Crimes Against Humanity.
For the Genetic Testing & Research
He Had Conducted On Inmates
of Both Mental Health Facilities & Prisons
or Any One Else He Pleased
Like the Murder & Detainment
of Any One Who Got In His Way;
Families, Lawyers, Judges
He Killed Them All.
I Will Never Forget
How That Nondescript Man
Walked Down That Aisle
& Demanded
In a Booming Voice
I Claim the Oldest Law of Them All,
I Claim the Right of An Eye For An Eye,
Just As This Man Murdered So Many
He Shall Die
Not Coddled In a Cage
but Right Now
Like the Dog He Is.
I am
Pay Back
& Then
the Screaming Began
As the Bones Were Broken
From His Toes On Up
Till Just a Gurgling,
Mewing, Mess Was Left
& Then Just a Stain.
I Would Learn Later
He Was a Master of Disguise
As Well As
His Own Bodies Matter,
He Could Absorb Any Force Directed At Him
Then UnLeash It How & When He Chose.
Abilities Given to Him by the Very Corporation
of the Man He Had Just Killed.
He Was Test Subject
& Now He Was a God
Now you Couldn’t Crack His Skin
or Poison His Wine
Now you Can’t Kill Him
He Just Won’t Die
–
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March 16, 2016 · 8:34 pm
Français
Prose
–
It Is
HeartBreaking
to See
How Gay
your Entries
are
Compared
To me
If you
Do Not
Believe
Come Read
–
I Had
To Breathe;
So Take
as It
Reads.
Heart Breaking
To me;
Bull Shit
to Thee.
The Flip
& Toss,
All
or Loss
–
In
the End
we All
Die Alone;
So Yeah
In a
Sense
It’s me
Against
the World,
Twitter
Is Just
an Easy
Way
to Get
In Touch.
Gay
Just Works
In the
Play
of Words.
Really Though,
I Dare
to Compare
my Work
Against All;
Stands
not Fall
–
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June 20, 2015 · 5:45 pm
Lorenz Frølich
What
Was It
About
That Single
Blade
of Grass
Like
a Lone
Sword
Waiting
the Coming
Horde
That Speaks
To me
Says
To me
Fight On
Like
a Single
Blade
Against
the Storm
#B27321
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February 17, 2015 · 1:21 am
Gustave Dore
my Soul
Hard
as Stone
One
Against
the Many
Bat Shit
Crazy
May be
As I
Swim
Through
This Sea
the Ocean
That Is
Humanity
Violet Eyes
Cloud
my Skies
Blood
&
Bits
Circling
the Byre
That Is
Bile
That Is
me
Perhaps
the Divine
Spark
will Make
Its Mark
&
Carry
me On
To Eternity
This Only
you Can
Rede
For Life
Is a
Fleeting
Thing
#B27321
–
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September 26, 2014 · 4:43 pm
D. Schuhfried
a Keep
on Chaos’s
Door
To Ward
us From
the Coming
Norn
Foolish
Man
to Ply
His
Hand
Against
God
&
Fate
Still
we Struggle
On
To Hold
the Hordes
At Bay
For Mans
Will
Is Both
Strong
&
Great
So we
Muster
On
As Long
as Memory
Remains
#B27321
–
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