

Martyr 121Martyr #121.Martyr 121
A man sits behind a bar, strumming his fingers; in order.
Thinking of the past, strumming his fingers; he orders.
One beer goes down, he prays for his sins; and orders.
Two beers now empty, he stands up straight; and thinks.
His money on the table, his pains concealed; he stumbles.
Into the darkness, un-armed and alone; he walks.
Judgement then comes, a gun to his head he screams.
Tied up and taken, beaten not broken; he dies.


The Weary ManThe weary man sits outside, a newspaper spread across his lap, In the background sounds a radio; as he awaits the latest news.The Weary Man
He's barely 30- yet he's all alone. Everyone left him years ago. Yet noise comes from the telephone, so he jumps up and runs to answer.
It's Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, no phone call- he's all alone.
He sits back down again, as he reads the news he cries. He wonders will they ever learn, before the last man dies?
The war still rages and his insides burn- and he jumps up confused and angry; th


Female PerspectiveFunny how we think, opposite of that sex. Male's know nothing, females have respect.Female Perspective
I hate being female,
coz life really sucks. I hate males more. they're all sleazy fucks.
Writing this poem, I've no love anymore- for selfish male assholes who just want to score.
So why not commit, a naughty little sin?
why hold on to love- that belongs in the bin?
Fuck it- fight it, I could hardly care. Women can do things, males would not dare.


The House- The House//Dream -The House
I look inside a window, no man is standing there. I wonders had he seen me, and did he really care?
Teary eyes had blinded me, a man WAS standing there. I whipe my eyes in hope to find, another standing there.
I take a breath and then a step, and walk inside that house.
My brother, is in that house.
[olivebranch] 28/3/06 dedicated to Timothy Skinner- my long lost brother.
Devious Comments
Now I write to effect all- not just for the poems target.
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At times we need to change- but some things stay the same.
love you always, keep up the awesum writing!!
*mwa*
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