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Scrambled
By Alyse

Many of our lives are scrambled.
We have the letters,
but don't know how to put them
Togeather into words

Mnay of our lives are scrambled,
Mine is too.
Just tell me how to spell the words.
All I need are the spellings,
I'm just scrambled

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Life
By Blair

What is life
Is life a thing
Is life a state of mind
Or is life just an existance

Some people don't live
Some people do
Some people are just on earth
Some people are not on earth

How do people survive life
How do people survive existance

Life
Life is not just existance
Life is not just a heart beat
Life is the ability to live
Live without fear
Live with fear
Live with people
Live without people
Live
Live
Live
How do you live
How can you live
With the knowledge that you are going to die

When you die where do you go

When you die what will you do

When you die will people miss you

Those are questions that we all have to answer

So do you know the answer
Do you want to know the answer
Just ask yourself those questions
And you will become fearful.
Of life and death so what do
you want to do live or die.

Untitled
By Ian

It was a score and ten
When Gene met Jen

I was born
And Jesus handed down
His crown of thorn

It was yet just two days ago
Yet many years have gone a thro'

When I looked up
I looked down

When I saw Jesus
I had to look all around

When he handed down
His crown of thorn
I became the prince of pain
I became the prince of all that's insane

When I was born

Until I saw his faith
Until I saw his wake
Until I saw his tears
Were coming down

Did I realize
That this was my fate
That today was the date

Did I realize
That the Devil
Will escape

Ah yes!
Why hello there
Please forgive the scare
That I do not mean to give you that
That I will not mean to give you that

There, there
Lets start over
Without that
Naughty tear
To the frightful scare

I am pleased to meet you
Do you know my name?

"Only the good Lord knows"
You dared
"That's why we called it faith"
He shared

This much must be true
For when Christ saw I
My name he mouthed
My name he cried

He cried for my fate

When his tears of pity
Struck my cheek of pain
All the games were gone
Yet I was throne into the race

They washed away my palace walls
They washed away what kept
The Piper piping in his palace

From the heart of the city of Woe
The Piper has escaped
Now he storms the gates of Dawn
Hell is all he'll take

Army of Darkness
Army of the Damned
I take my rebel rank
And march my army
Through the dawning gates

Away from the ever grasping
Claws of Purgatory

Out from the clenching
Jaws of Death
With fangs of remorse
Its molars of grinding suffrage

They only wish to chew
The fat from our corpses
To chew the agony on our souls

Past the river Acheron
Past the tolls of Charon

We pay with the hope
That we checked at the gate

Against the blasphemy of God
Speak my name once
Speak I twice

We no longer yearn for what we fear
We yearn for what we hate

To drink the blood of Christ
To drink the blood of faith
To drink the blood from our own fate
Is to drink the blood of what we hate

Wings have sprawled
in the dawning light
Yours and mine alike

Yet I fly towards the skies
Towards the heavens of the night

From the river Tiber
Past the Golden Gate

We sever heads of angles
We sever heads of saints alike

"Sacred Justice moved my Architect
I was raised here by Divine Omnipotence
Primordial Love and Ultimate Intellect
Only those time cannot wear
Were made before me,
And Beyond Time I Stand"

Born of Heaven
Born in Hell
God created only
A lesser Love
And a higher Hate
Above all which
Is Comprehension
Before the likes of which
One must meet his Fate
One must come to Date

Untitled
By Ian

In a world full of ugliness

She shines through
In a world full of meaningless
She breaks through
She can't see her beauty
So she tries to run away
Sometime
I wish there were something
But there just seems nothing worth to save
I just can't let her slip away
I just can't let her break away
I just woun't let you take her away
Sometimes
I wish I had a heart
But I long ago
Had it sold away
She sees through the minds of all people that pass her by
She hopes she can find a heart
She hopes she can't find a lie
Sometimes
I wish she would look me through
But she has long since turned away
She has long since broken through
We'll find the perfect place to go
Where we can run and hide
We'll build a wall
And we can keep them on the other side
But they'll keep waiting
They've got nothing else to do
But they'll keep picking
They only want to get inside of you
Sometimes
I wish I knew what to do
Was it something I did
I was supposed to do
But here I am
Beside and behind with northing to do
Oh yes
I was there too
Before everything else
I was like You

Shells crashing,
men dashing.
The war has come,
boys would never see their mum.
Men left dying or dead,
the lucky few got a hospital bed.
Countries turned into wasteland,
no one to turn to for a helping hand.
Millions of lives ruined or lost
no one expected this great cost.
Now we look back,
at the knowledge they did lak,
and wonder why?
Why so many had to die?
Alliances and empires,
everywhere a rifle fires.
In four years an entire generation lost,
millions of men suffering from exhaust.
Measures were taken to prevent this,
that more men would die by an iron fist.
But leaders who were incompetent and weak,
led to battlefields that began to reek,
of the stench of tens of thousands of dead
and millions of citizens who could not be fed.
Armies of millions of men,
would be reborn again.
For a conflict engulfed the world,
and dictators' plans would be unfurled.
For most would be conquered by an empire,
who would set people's hears and towns afire.
This conflict was even worse than the first,
and the blood flowed by far the worst.
Two World Wars happened within 30 years,
and opened our eyes to our worst fears.
Over 60 million people lay dead,
as dashing generals had them led
to their death, entrenched and embattled.
Everyone's souls had been severley rattled.

Tiger
By Allison

Pacing back and fourth
Over the concrete floor
With it’s claws tapping.
Only an animal of skin and bones
With a matted, filthy coat.
Someone comes forward
Pressing their faces to the glass.
People look in
No privacy
No freedom.
Now it’s a meal
Scraps from the floor.
Then silence as the jail closes.
The tiger can only pace
Then she lies on the cold floor
No room to do anything
Can only pace and lay.
Dark eyes
Never saw real light in a year
Only what she was given, little.
The tiger’s mouth is dry
But nothing lies in her bowl.
Hate boils up
Hate for humans
They did this to her.
Then she settles down and thinks
Of better times and a better life.

Back to when she lived in the jungle
So far away from jail.
Sun lit the days
Moon lit the night.
Streams trickled down the jungle
Passing under the canopy of leaves.
The tiger would eat whenever she wanted
And sleep whenever she slept
No faces pressed along the glass
Barely a soul in sight.
The soil was always soft
Unlike what the humans used.
She had been happy
Under the canopy of green
But then times began to change
And things began to die.

At first it wasn’t much
The odd human here or there
Then the plants began to be trampled
Dead in their roots.
Next came the slashing
Horrible blades of the reaper.
The fires came next
Smoke billowed in the air.
The tiger tried to escape
But to no avail
Her forest shrunk
Food left
She starved.
Guns fired in the air
Saws and fires went off.
Then one day they came
Throwing ropes and chains onto her
No strength to fight back
She fell
They prevailed
They won
They claimed her and her forest.
Now they had her locked away
For everyone to see.

A gust of wind awoke her
But the ground was somewhat soft
She arose to find forest
A jungle
Acres of land
No humans
No harm
No war.
The tiger stared in disbelief
For surely she was dreaming
But the vision was a reality
She entered the forest
Living happily.

In another dimension
A tiger lay on the solid floor
Humans walked by in mal-humor
A man enters
Cigarette dangling out of his mouth
"Up!" commands he
Kicking the tiger in the ribs
"People want movement"

The tiger did not move.
He kicks her again
Feels her pulse
Grunts and again kicks her
Takes his cigarette
Out of his mouth
Taps the aches on the body
Kicks the body again
Then leaves
Throwing his bud onto the fur.
Slams the door shut
Anger in his mind
But the tiger didn’t care
She was in another land.
At peace.
Alive.
Dead.

The Murderer
By Nathan

In the house the murderer sits
On his hands, the victim's blood drips
On to the floor, where there lies an axe
The security system was much too lax
The victim's carcass was stuck in a trunk
Drove into the river where it there sunk
He knows that this, would be quite a case
He sat very quiet with a smile on his face

Midsummer Rain
By Michelle

Yet another day and still no rain
A hot and sticky mass of air flows through the trees
Just breathing such air can be a pain
I wonder exactly how hot it is in degrees

But wait! The sky appears to be darkening in the west
A hush falls in the air
The swaying tree branches begin to rest
Darkness begins to hide the sun's fiery glare

Silvery beads descend from the sky
Fresh air comes from the summer showers
It is so wonderful that the earth is no longer dry
How lovely are these rain freshened hours

Just when I though all plant life would die
There came a wondrous blessing from the sky