THE THIRD QUARTER
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Sangre rojo, podrido verde
Del la boco de La Muerte
O, Muerte ven, muerte ven
No quiero mas la vida
Muerte ven, muerte ven
No quiero mas el dolar
Pero no ven, no ven
Yo vivo no, muero
No ven, no ven
Mi cuerpo quebrado
Vete vida, vete vida
Por favor, por favor
Muerte ven, muerte ven
Del la boco de La Muerte
sangre rojo, podrido verde.
Assimilated Cultura
Death of culture
Like a vulture
Ahorcar en el Cielo
Como nosotros vivemos
Why we want to die
Por que nosotros bailemos
Why afraid to die
Por que nos dejar
We want to be the same
Muerto de tradicion
To Them it is just a game
Fetid felicidad is fatal
Pero nada funciona ahora
The dust of Ignorance
Coberta los paises
A grit so thick
It can Hide Wars Inside nations
Fire in the hole!
Otras vidas Perdidas
Eating at my soul
Que Precio enorme
me gusta
Dancing naked in the moonlight
Iguala los tribas sul americanos
Basking naked in the moonlight
Tribal instinto supremo
En mi, mas supremo
i practice martial arts
Imported de asia y africa
yo crezco fuerte
Con mi sangre germanico
i make mischief
With my irish Ancestors
Pero todos culturas son differentes
Y yo soy una persona
Captus Idoneus of mais une personlichkeit
How can One be Many
Como peuden Muchos sean Uno
Que es la prueba?
i am.
yo soy cultura
i am English, French,
Espanol, Germanico.
Pero que es mi identidad?
Who am i?
yo soy quien?
i am john
jean, juan, johan, jhannus
jonathan, jack, joha. i am the
Product of Assimilated Cultura!
Victim
God save a poor boy
Lord save a lost soul
Help me see this through
Help me survive it all.
Lately life has lost
Whatever edge it had
Now I have lost
What little mind I had
I try to make it
Through the day's haze
I try to hide me
From their hateful gaze
While away the hours
Avoiding the false smiles
Live in false light
Victim of their guiles
So damn hated, it
Makes me want to die
They mock me trying
Always to make me cry
Why, why, why, why
I am their victim
Epitomy of the victim
A lost and lonely victim
no one but a victim
nothing but a victim
God save a victim
Image
Some say image is nothing
But what do they know?
Others say image is everything,
And that just goes to show,
To get through life
You gotta be right
With everything your thrown
Gotta learn the game quick
And talk bullshit
Before your covers blown.
Baggy or tight,
Those are your choices
Close your eyes
Listen to the voices
Now and then
Run for cover
Never ever
Remember your brother.
Think like others
lose your self
join the status
Avoid the filth
Living a lie
To escape the pain
If your live truth
There is no gain
There is a mask
Worn all the time
Is it ourselves
Or is it our crime
We must obey an image
We must obey a thirst
We must obey all others
We must not come first
Hide behind a brand name
And play a little game
Dress to kill be dressing the same
Find a scapegoat and pass the blame
.
Death to diversity;
Cause image is every thing.
Left Behind
Dusk by dawn I realize
Rust falls from trees in droves
And from those droves wolves fly
Leaving the world as the go
One wolf lingers behind
And lightning flashes strikes
Strikes in twice but once
And in the space
Of that second's place
Eternity passes in hours
A child plays on lamenting fields
A moon luminating high over head
Underfoot rust crackles and pops
Ensnaring whatever was said
One man orates to another
Two minds confer in silence
Two screams echo in the void on infinity
One man listens to another
Two friends talk in the quiet
Two equals above each other
Three friends linked by hands
One fried alone forever
Amidst all this a lone wolf sits
Sits and licks it's wounded wrist
Rust falls from it's brown singed coat
A cloud obscuring the moon above.
Shattered Thought
never discover
what i am meant for
never recover
my bearings again
forever another
a lie i live in
i scream i shout
and now i am silent
i cling for life
but always slipping
they point, they laugh
i'll drag em down with me
controlling, holding
falling into power
i can not
be accountable for
death, destruction
it ain't in my hands
life creation
not my power
i want i long
but it passes me by
and i scream
and i scream
tormented cry
here it ends!
Translucent Globe
Fill me up and let me go
A swirling void of space
Letting go of time itself
Seeking a new escape
A clock orates to an hour
Tic-toc-tikita-toc
Golden hair beauty sits in the front
While dark temptation rest in the back
In the middle a vortex of purple mist
Masticates my fate unmercifully
Domination, a combination
Of Hate and disrespect
Vocal chords grope for words
To express the insolent
I watch for new meaning
But it takes control
of everything
That transpires on a translucent world
Word with no meaning float through time
Wipe away a tear, for Fear
Take away reality, left is philosophy
In my mind the beholder is beauty.
IN MY HANDS
I can see the grass grow
See the stones crumble
I see men stout as a bow
Grow old and stumble
Time withers in my eyes
I know what it is I sense
Look at the changing sky
See the coming of decay and pestilence
It's happened all before
Here it comes again
To what fate has in store
Nothing is akin
Time has no definition
To me it's just a sound
Just another vibration
A thought, who's name is found
Time, time and time repeated
Can you tell where power is seated
Is it in the hall of kings
Or upon the mighty raven's wings
Where ever it is it will fall
Total in total. All in all
In my hands buildings fall
In my hands, can you hear my call
My power will never fall
This is it, I drop the ball
Not sure how long I've been here
Not sure about Heaven or Hell
All I know is I'm not going no where
Until I hear the final death bell
I saw the Great Wall built
The rise of the Tower of Babe
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I made Pisa's tower tilt
And I won't rest until I see it fall
Can you see the future
The wind blowing in a mighty storm
Time as always unsure
Another Idea without a form
MIND
I sit in your class and you speak
I don't see you though
I see him
I see him gesticulating
In his brown leather jacket
His room, his picture.
My picture? No. The big picture.
Try to pay attention
As I sit in your class
It won't work
There is always something else
Poems, Dreams, Girls, Fantasies,
Fantasies? Bodies entwining
Screaming, sweating
Is it hot in here? No.
Work, homework bone work
Surgery for cosmetics
Dr. Atker can give you a sexy smile!
Sexy? HA!
Might look good
But ideas ideals fills
My head so controversial
Need attention, need love.
Lovers?
Bodies entwining
Moaning groaning
Am I a pervert?
Am I human?
I think but am I?
No proof of existence
So you ask me
To write a page
And for it to come from me. . .
But yo also ask for truth
Am I truth?
How can I give you
what I don't know?
You write, you tell
You cry, you yell
You try to live me, be me
You me, you myself, you I. You.
So familiar
Like three teachers
Bell rings
Page. Rage my mind
Scream bring pain
All a game
And you want me on a page?
On a page?
I want
I want
Bodies entwining
Moaning sweating.
Relationships
Older friends
Who will soon be leaving
Every one I care and love for
This pain, this hurt, this emptiness
leads to depression
Depression that leads to hate
So I block it out
Put on a mask for the freshmen
Freshmen that get younger every year
more distant
Disconnect from the past
Unconnected to the future
I have only the present
Me, myself, I, and a hand-full of others
Friends- for the short moment
Family- Always?
Enemies- till you let enmity die
Die? Death?
Does he have friends?
Pals of the Reaper.
If so why shouldn't I?
Eyes watch my movements
As I play chess with older friends
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Girl In Sociology
It's so strange
Sitting in class
and noticing, just noticing
That the person next to you
Is shockingly beautiful
Is it her clothes?
Maybe, maybe not
Could it be nature
Must be
Sting like a bee
See her sitting there
Wanting her
Not knowing her
Wishing to but fearing to
Can you just say hi
Get the high of a smile
How do you go on from "Hi:?
Can't
Can't not
Ah Life
Ah beauty
You mock me
Not intentionally
At least I think not so
Ah well
So I sit
I sit and I wish.
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