Monday, November 24, 2014

"No Victors"

Authority for the minority.
Anarchy for the majority.
Anger tears down the walls
That separates our society.
Fires of change are upon us.
Skin color no longer matters
All will be stain red by blood
As we fight our fellow man.
The fanatics blaming religion,
But it's a war of their morals.
We need to look past our skin,
And find a solution for peace.
Racism is the tragic epidemic
That has survived for centuries.
Now being fueled by greed.
Poor fighting in rich men's war.
One switch, and life will end
In a fiery mushroom cloud.
There will be no victors.
Only our charred remains.

Friday, November 21, 2014

"Gave Their All"

(Inspired by this song)

Most of them gave some,
And some gave their all.
A single bullet or grenade
Caused them to sadly fall.
For us, sacrificing their life
To protect our freedoms.
We'll never meet that father
Who lost a daughter or son.
They return aboard Galaxies
America's flag is their blanket.
They're taking to their home,
A grave marked by granite.
Most of them gave some,
And some gave their all.
The ones that do return
Only put up mental walls.
They mourn their friends,
And try to forget the pain.
Memories of their battles
Are scars on their brains.
They'll never leave the war.
They live it every single day.
They're treated like outcasts,
And they try to find their way.
They turn to booze and pills
Trying to adjust to civilian life.
Wishing they died out there
Trying to defeat internal strife.
Never know what they saw.
What horrors they witnessed
While servicing our country
On their countless missions.
We can only show support.
We will never comprehend
Their lives forever altered,
In battles with their friends.
Most of them gave some,
And some gave their all.
Sacrificed so much for us,
With pride, they stand tall.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

"Unkind Words"

Tears burn like acid.
Words cut like knives.
Passion burns like fire.
Lighting of anger strikes.
Rain of sadness is falling
As the fight carries on.
Neither side backs down
Until the crack of dawn.
A home is now broken.
She walks out the door.
Leaving them in the cold
On a trash-covered floor.
He picks up their child,
And leaves it all behind.
He drives out of state,
Despite her on his mind.
Tears burn like acid.
Words cut like knives.
Regret churning inside.
Still in love with his wife.
He makes his way home.
Finds her in the kitchen.
Speaks from his heart.
She cries as she listens.
A family almost torn
Is whole once again.
Their love was tested
With hatred and pain.
Many years have passed.
The bond remains strong
A home occupied by love.
Hearts filled with a song.
Tears burned like acid.
Words cut like knives.
Never were unkind words
Articulated in their lives.

Friday, November 14, 2014

"Hell Awaits" - Mature

(WARNING: This is a poem for a horror story I plan on writing one day. There are some very disturbing scenes, which include mutilation. Read at your own risk.)


Trying to stay calm.
A ticking time bomb.
Ready to bring pain,
And see blood rain.
I'm wound too tight.
Looking for a fight.
Bash in a few skulls
In a fucking brawl.
The pin was pulled.
About to kill a fool.
She talked much shit,
But has a busted lip.
One swing of a bat.
I hear her rib crack.
I cackle as she pleas
While on her knees.
I pull out my knife.
She begs for her life.
I use the bat instead.
Bashing in her head.
I dance in such glee.
Her blood all over me.
The corpse quivers
As I slice out her liver.
Feel free as I consume,
And cut open the womb.
Two souls taken tonight.
Filled with such delight.
I walk out of the street.
Dragging her by her feet.
I'm greeted by the police.
Ordering me to my knees.
I cackle as I stand there.
Bullets fly through the air.
One strikes me in the chest,
And they make the arrest.
End up in a padded room,
Hell awaits their doom.
A demon will save me.
My soul will be freed.

Sunday, November 2, 2014

11/05/14 Update

Within the next week, I'm going to start posting technology related posts. I'm a computer nerd, and love to write. So, why not combine them both?. The first one will be about the tools for a writer. I've been testing a few different word processors, and will write a review about them.