BrainKing - Diskussionsforum (Poetry)

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Poetry

An outlet for players whose creativity extends beyond the board. Post your original works here!

The posting of song lyrics is not the purpose of this board and as such please refrain from doing so. Exceptions can be made to this rule if you are the copyrighted owner of the lyrics and the lyrics are not found offensive by the majority of the population.
This board is a place to post your original works of poetry and prose and also a place for discussion of poetry and related areas.

We have received word from Fencer that other's poetry can be posted to this board. These are the two conditions:
1) When someone posts a known copyrighted poem, he must add the author's name as well
2) If the author is not known, the poem can be posted without problems

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4. november 2004, 03:59:37

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Another four years to fulfill his satanic reign
A reign of destruction, death, and poverty
the American people to fund it
The sheepily Americans will now see
what indigenous cultures have long experienced,
neglect and totalitarian rule
Surely there is at least one wiseman who agrees
unfortunately, they do not reside in Gods Country
Oklahoma is the worst state ever
not because of its failing statistics
on every level of every aspect in society,
but because the people themselves support it
through the blind aspirations and dark spirit of the church
A den of thieves and a harlots haven
A homeless family cannot enter
because Gods spirit is not there
He has abandoned his church to seek refuge on the sidelines
With his popcorn and beer,
he cheers on the wealthy
and becomes angry at the poor
God Bless America!
Land of the Freaks and Homos of the Brave
where you are free to leave and brave to stay
Unless you are a creature of the forest and say nothing but witness all
Witness all and relive the perversity and molestation endured from a
Whore from Babylon
She has indoctrinated you with rape as God shouts from the sidelines
Shouts that cannot be heard above a roaring crowd
This is the center of Eden
This is American freedom
If you wander the feast you are a guest in white
but if you try to find the heart
Its only open at night
As I left the garden
Resurrected at dawn
I turned to look back just to see where I was
The trees spoke and then whispered
As they moaned and they bled
And they formed into a bush
to reveal faces of the dead

            -- Anonymous Indian

              ~ MS