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My pre sid ant would never wage war like that...
I really want all to read this poem, maybe someday I could read it somewhere...
JUSTLY SO U KNOW, YOU WILL HATE THE POEM, OR WILL YA?
Sorry I had to post it here...
aN EPIC POEM IN: THE AGE OF CONFUSSION
Live… Every Moment… And Always “Pay Close Attention” To: What People Say and HOW…
Other “wise,” complicated people allow themselves to be misunderstood…
The preparation for what came next was all too ordinary.
Suavetier et Fortitier forever…
and I guess
“I’ll see Ya at The Game” if you wana’ see me there…
As I take what I want
A big breath of pure air!
As all good stories should start… lets take it from the very beginning. I was raised by a, sometimes too wise, wholesome family. I went to Catholic Schools, and this is only to say… I was “sheltered.” Now, I have seen a lot of bad, things and people alike. I have allowed people to walk over me and felt bad for letting them do it, if ya’ catch my drift (river slang).
The Prayer Of A True Samurai
BY: The SAMURAI with no SWORD (signed with a JUST pen)
Credited to: R.P. McKeon
As the canyon
From the wind and rain…
We flow like the river
Not down the Drain…
Where our Rivers flow…
Is where we should go
We are the River,
Why must ONE say so.
(hang on or let GwO)
In spring time the River
Is rushing and rough.
Full to the brim,
With all the GOoD stuff. What is… WATER!
Towards the end of summer,
The river is low.
When the Son starts to fade,
Does not the sole?
The Rivers may go
And the Rivers may come.
It may be because
“IT” follows the SUN. of GOD? Just May be
While we once were Afraid
Now WE sHAIL not … BE! A
Our job is to save
That which we begot 10.
The land is for U.S. A
Not the conglomerate fools. Consumer?
They lie, cheat, and steal,
Make up their own rules.
This is… Our Land
From sea to shining SEE.
Not for those who are USEless and thANKeless “less”
To: You and me.
Weather the river!
Is high or is low.
We are the RIVER,
Just make IT so. Please!
We ride down the river
In yaks, NEWS, and rafts.
Some of U.S. think…
THEY don’t move that Fast.
So Take off your clothes
And drop your shorts.
Those things are false IDOLS,
Pro se know no retorts.
Jump into the river
As fast as we can,
ONcE FOR ALL
Make this our LAST STrAND
While at once,
What was clear?
Has become crysta’l.
We are not wanted,
In the in the RIGHT here and NOW.
This is a credence of sorts,
To: all those who care…
From: Faith, Hope, and Charity,
Wish GOD wier HERE.
While the poets of the past
Have come back at last,
The WORD must be heard
As blended notes from a NERD.
The Three Sisters of Love
Helped U.S. to get t here,
Or Will GWB11
Bring more despair?
It is > U.S.
How must we chose?
Tis’ not for U.S. to judge.
Why must Some ONES LOSE?
The 9 year story,
Has made “IT” so clear
Get back JO JO
For the FUTURE is near.
This IS NOT the Game,
Monopoly… is not the BEST.
Who among U.S.
Can Teach us the… REST
For WISE Plato knew
And The Buddha once Taught
The REPublic is bunk
Not what they sought… peacefully as possible!
We are not the greatest,
WEAR not the BEST,
For Hitler once taught,
All this is a mess…
For U.S. to clean up,
Is a DAM crying shame,
Let U.S. reveal
Natures just CLAIM.
This poem is not write, right, rite,
JUSTLY (because;) it was wrote,
Soul “full” ly in spy ration
That now, WE must tote.
The River Runs deep,
Far, fast, and wide,
Yet, if you don’t like “IT”
Don’t brush “IT” aside.
I only LIVE by the Rules
That Confucius say,
It must not be MADBUSH
That Runs U.S. astray.
The prophets and poets
May BE all the same.
The simply just chose
A whole different name.
History May,
Be doomed to repeat
Unless the U.S. can
Pull off the feet.
Of those who ride chariots
Built with fire and brimstone.
And may U.S. now reel,
From the pain of O press ONE?
In the words we now know
Since the dawning of WOW and man
Release the hounds,
Don’t let the shhhh__ hit the fan.
Time is now upon U.S.
The end may be near.
Just be sure to remember
Exactly why we are ALL HEaR E.
Celebrate the GIFTs
That GOOD GOD gave her KIND,
Sit Back and relax,
Patiently rewind.
The Trees and the Mountains,
All Rivers and seas,
They sHAIL not FEAR,
They JUSTLY TRUST in sHE.
The truth is theirs
For U.S. to sea,
Return to the oceans
Set yOUR-selves FREE.
For when fear is loose
We all must be scared,
Try to remember
Why the REPUBLIC was t HERE.
When you let fear run rampid,
As you may already see
Your TRUE mother may respond
With un- pea s ant trees.
Listen carefully to that
Which you here now and today,
For Toledo is captive,
For all U.S. to save.
Those with the power
WI11 seek only more,
Use your mind to win wars,
As GHANDI before.
Propaganda in canoes,
More unjust on TV,
For we cannot lie about
That Which is not sea.
Remember to consider
Both U and me
Other “wise” we become
The fighters that BE.
Just as the war
Far over the sea
We all are fighting
In the land of the FREE.
WWJD
Are the words to quote,
But only if your not into
That fighting Boat.
The powers that be
Seem to want more control.
Over the world,
And over TRUE soul.
Be a consumer,
Be IT WELL,
Just Keep an i
On the stories you tell.
We all should get active
U (JUST) me,
Or what WiLL become
Of the places that be.
All must unite, against
The false IDOLs we see,
For the two of U.S.
Just want the Green.
One worships the money,
The other the sea.
A tribunal is needed
For it cannot be.
The war of the worlds
May happen to be,
Within our sites
Lurking Behind ROSE MArRY.
Christ is the KING,
As all GOOD KNIGHTS know,
The passion is with U.S.
Wars aren’t just for show.
It is one thing to believe,
But another to sea,
The water that runs
Through U and through SHE.
For U.S. to claim
That we can know,
The WILL of Gods
Cus’ gwb says so.
While some ignore,
Most will see
GB thinks he’s GOD’s Tool
For Fealty.
The rights of the FREE
Home to the true BRAVES
All WILL agree
JESUS only saves.
Why would G war,
If it were not for,
The Star above Ciaro,
Mightier then the LORD?
He is not a consumer
Nor a producer of LOT
Just a piliger
Like the HUNs sought.
PINKY and the BRAIN had an Idea,
If that is the parking LOT
Where is it safe to play?
In OUR very own little way.
Cus’ where we’re from
Is the earth, sun, and stars.
The apple that drops,
Shail not fall too far from the Family TREE, as the GB3
But I will passively concede,
To simply let it be…
My fear is that one day
No ONE will be able to play.
In OUR very own little way…
Affirm the TRUTH.
That which we know
Not to lie
Often speaks in the code.
As the ninja and samari,
Feudal lord’s keep closed eyes
To: all the children
That “STILL” hear OUR cries.
Don’t let the evil machines
Fill both of yOUR eyes.
Sit back and relax,
Remember yOUR TIES.
We are the people
And We long to be
As William Wallace wanted,
Simply FrEE ` not dominated.
For we must listen care “full” ly
To what the Nost might prophecy,
Angry fighting is becoming the “Way”
Set against the powers that WISH to stay.
While I cannot claim to know
I cannot help but simply show,
All the evil that Rumy blows,
In, OUT, and UP GW’s nose.
Read philosophy and you may hear
The Words that I have always feared.
Are we not allowed to speak OUR mind,
Or could this be The very last Time?
With three lovely Sisters
We well should know,
War does not let
OUR Beauty show.
As the poet with the words
Worth his weight in gold,
We should check our soul
Be 4 it gets sold.
Some like to fill pockets
Which for some is a hole B.u S. hhhhh
To fill with Green Bills.
Lets U.S. fill with SOUL.
If OUR Paradise is Lost
So to are OUR Rights, write, rites
Hope not that GWbi11
End all OUR fights.
So Let now the Earth
Praise sHAIL to SHE
Say it to get her,
All HAIL to SHE!!!!!!!!!
Find her pleasure where? You asked,
May BE in JUST air,
For OUR minds are imperfect,
Say it saint SOW.
Tweek and utter
That which once was pure,
Genetics messing with
You, me, and HER.
To judge those whose minds are free,
Let them be as the U. in T.
The Greater Good is now our choice,
Pay attention to HIS voice.
While we may never find
OUR peace or pleasure here,
I will wait till I get there.
In that place where…
Mature Nature is still fair.
Not oppressed, but FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
(Not for lack of will, just for the finer Arts and RESPECT for U.T.)
Read the essential Plato
To trace history,
Of the Republic “ants”
Who could they BE?
The shadows in caves,
Are “still” on the wall.
Maybe WE should listen
To: what is TRULY go down.
And just so WE know
“IT” may make you frown.
Just don’t let Pre sid ants
Burn HOLY cities to the GROUND.
Greed is not with
Only t select few,
And don’t try to keep It
ME (just) U.T.
I Love this pure Land
From: Middle EAST
To WEST coast,
IT is now OUR time
LET U.S. now boast.
As lead in OUR pencils
With LOVE in OUR hearts,
Let pure fee domination end,
Before “IT” can start.
Holy Toledo,
We may be the first,
To see all the LOVE
Of PARADISE almost now LOST.
The Republic is now
As strong as ever
And Plato’s essentials
Will last forever.
Gone are the days
Of pleasure and FUN.
The dogs of WAR
Will try to maintain.
That they respect thy HOLY name
We all have a dark side,
If ya’ know what I mean.
The best of U.S.
Now must remain UNSEEN.
We are ruled by FEAR,
Of the UNKNOWN kind.
We will die,
We wonder not why?
One WORLD
ONE world
ONE WORLD
To save
JUSTLY do “IT”
In thy HOLY name.
Try to end that which
Should never BE,
Given the POWER
Over U, ME, and T
PEACE, LOVE, HOPE, FAITH, and CHARITY,
FORGIVE ness, FORGET not,
Bring the change
Of Seasons back to sHE.
Words are mightier then the SWORD.
Said ALL to WISE
Now old enough to know.
The OWL says WHO?
No more turning away
If we let the POWER
REMAIN.
Fear is JUST
IN the EYE of the BE HOLD HER.
This is her true face,
Not with Green anymore,
But with the “Touch of GREY”
HOUNDS are stong,
And only speak TRUTH.
We cannot keep this between ME and U.T.
We WWi11 no longer lie “STILL”
SPEAK up, and OUT
TRY REAL hard not to Shout!
For many people may miss “take” WE.
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