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Summer Nights

Down the path, and through the dunes of sea-grass and growth, past the foxes and crickets and gulls, down to the black beach, down to the Sea. The Moon lights the way, and ghosts are your guide On the quiet path to the Sea. Sand is cool, but the night is warm and alone you see the world in motion, Moon reflecting every motion, Every sound disappearing, caught by ghosts in the summer night, warm breeze lifts you as waves break in the summer night and the sea-grass sways with the wind beneath the stars and the salt-air Crying to the Sea in the summer night Where tears are lost, and ghosts

Are everywhere.

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Tigers Blood

Tigers blood

coursing through its Veins

blocking out any further pain

the growl that makes grown men come to tears

realizing the true face of fear

running would be pointless

screaming proved helpless

face down in the mud

comes the true meaning of tigers blood.


Havoc

Down Desert Road,

Beneath hot scorching sun,

Dusty air fills rasping lungs

Eyes squinted against bright, bleached sand

In naked, ruined, forgotten land

Empty streets where Hope is vacant

and even forgiving God has forsaken

Where a child is hidden in a

Dark lightless basement

while white women sleep

In a plush white bed so sweet

When fires burn in godless streets

and Wild Men scream at a night with no stars

from bullet-ridden frames of skeletal cars

Murdering, raping, consuming

with Hearts unmoving

The remnants of a once proud people

now Broken and lost

to the Hideous costs

of greed and becoming Rapacious

once pious now Faithless,

In Hellish wastes

materialistic Visions of a white races

Still burning Hatreds

In Forgotten land

Where even now

In empty dream

A sinner screams

out to the Sky

for Punishment but receives none

But the Shit in his own Mind

then tell me who the Fuck really won?

When murderers fall to knees

and from bleeding Lips

come crying Pleas

and spilling Hallelujah

To the only thing they can still

Pretend they believe in

And Violently

Wretchedly

he slumps down to the dirt

In a tearless

Empty

Lifeless cry

and all the World

could not care

Why


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