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The Children

Every loss
Is a big one
Every death, important
But the children
Are even more so

If they die
They'll never knoow
What it's like to live

They'll never see their graduation
They'll never see their first job
They'll never see their fist child
They'll never see their marriage
They'll never see their first love

They won't see many things in life
And their deaths will mean everything
Their deaths will change the world

The children of the nations
May their deaths be herd
In every corner of the world
May their deaths be remembered
In the minds of the living

May they be remembered forever
May they rest in peace forevermore
For they are
The children of the nations
The children of the world
The children of G-d
Beyond I Slept

Beyond the grassy hills
I slept
And now here I lay
Now and again
For I rest
Forevermore

I fell lost
In the woods
Beyond the hills
On one warm summers day
The birds in the trees
And the bee�s knees
Guided me back
To the path

Now and again
I travel back there
Just to sleep
Underneath the trees
And once on May Day
I went back there again
Just to clear my head

Beyond the grassy hills
I slept
And now here I lay
Now and again
For I rest
Forevermore
But One Can Always Dream

Oh glorious G-d
Or whoever is up
In mighty Heaven
Or treacherous Hell
I ask you
To relieve our pain
And suffering
Bound by grief

I ask you
To rid us
Of all our troubles
But what then

What would be
The point of life
If all of it was gone
If evil must balance good
What would happen then

What would happen
If good was gone as well
Would we still be us
And would trees still be trees
And animals still be animals
I know not

But I can guess
We wouldn�t be
Because
Aren�t mortals the balance
Between was is wrong
And what is right
I know not

All I can do
Is wish
Wish for
A new beginning
Less pain
Less suffering
Less hardship
And more good deeds

But this little girl�s wish
Won�t be granted here
Now or today
Tomorrow or next week
Next month or year
It may never come
But one can always dream
Poker

War is like
A game of poker
The only limit
Is when
All the lives are lost

The prize
Is the location
Or fort
And the soldiers
And the captives there

The bets
Are the battles
How many lost
How many won

The pot
Is all the lives
That you are gambling with

The cards
Are the casualties
The better combination
The less lives lost

War is like
A game of poker
A game of chance
A game of strategy
That is war
That is life
Damned

Here I am
Looking at
What one might call
A holy place
Unable
To walk closer
For I am damned
The damned soul
You all avoid

Anyone
You know today
Would probably say
Being damned
Is bad
That they would want me
To try
And gain access
To almighty Heaven

But no
They are wrong
Heaven is not
The place I want to
Reside in
For all eternity

That the place
That you all cling to
Is all but good
But what you call Hell
Is the place for which
All those
Right in mind
Will go to

You see it
As a wrong place
Where betrayers
And mutineers
Will end up
But you are wrong

So you may call me damned
Call me evil names
But you are the one mistaken
Good luck
In you bloody awful place
You call Heaven
But I doubt
You need it

You are
The eternally
Damned one
To bad
I won�t
See you there
Life

Life
Everything
Nothing
Swirling around us
Moving day by day

There is no meaning to life
Life is only what we make of it
Otherwise life is nothing

As I sit here
Day by day
I contemplate the words
�Life� and �time�
But it is only what we make of it

That is 42
That is 18
That is ??
That is time
That is life
A Little Note

Forever my love
I�ll love you forever
But my time has come
I cannot take it
Anymore

I hope that one day
You�ll forgive me
And not go
Ranting and raging
About your house

Please
Do not do
What I am
About to do
I am sorry my love
I love you

I am sorry my dear
I have failed you now
Please forgive me-
I�ll see you again
Someday
But not today
Or this year
Or this time

I�m sorry baby
But I am
Writing this
Knife in hand
By the time
You get this
I�ll be long gone
I�m sorry baby

Goodbye sweetie
I�ll love you forever
Goodbye
This is
My little note
To you
I love you
Don�t Be Me

You claim
You want to
Do it
Just after
I always say it
You always copy
What I do
You always claim
What I say
Pointing out the obvious
Is what you do
Second best

You won�t
Leave me be
There is nothing
I can do
Without you
In my shadow

You�re my shadow
And I want you
Out of my life
Why won�t you
Leave me be

You claim that you�re
Independent
That you�re �dark�
Like me and
That girl
Two seats over
At our lunch table
But you�re not

You are not
Anything
You say
You are

You dress wrong
You act wrong
You are wrong

No one wants you
No one needs you
Just go away
And learn
To be your own
Person
To be
Yourself
Just
Don�t be me
Goodbye

Far away
In a distant land
Unknown to you
Lies a mountain

My good friend
Maybe even
Secret lover
Lies there
On that mountain
Alone
Alone with his lake

I miss him
Everyday
When I look
At you
My son
I can
See his smiling face
Gleaming back at me

I am sorry
My son
I must go now
I must see him again
For my heart
Longs for him
Once more

Goodbye my son
I am sorry
That you�re never
Gonna meet him
I�ll say �Hi� to him
For you
Now it is time
Goodbye
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