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A Little Child

Folder: 
Poetry

Have to be a little child from my Father,

Have to obey Cthulhu evermore.

And all bad things turned into dust,

By my Evil and Good Father from Beyond.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Some thoughts.

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Born For Infinity

Folder: 
Love

 

Born For Infinity 

 

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As water falls
  from clouds
And music flows
from guitars
and words leave
  the poet
and light
  pours from stars

As art
 from the painter
 scent radiates
from bloom
peach tree
bursts from pit
 child born
of womb

As attraction
leaves the magnet
love departs the heart
heat leaves the fire
Auras
from souls depart

-saiom shriver-

 

 

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Hey there child

Wake up child, it’s time for school

Time to conform and learn the rules

 

This is your future, cause the choice is already made

About the laws and the people to hold your cage

 

No time for questions, no time for change

You gotta get with the program or you're gonna be estrange

 

So forget about the future and follow the past

It’s time to be part of the sheeps which we have amassed

 

Hey there child, why do you dance in the rain

Why do you gaze at the clouds, maybe your insane

 

Hey there child, why do you feel no pain

Why do you continue to dream, oh you’re so strange

 

Wake up boy, there is no time for rest

You gotta find a job and a home to build your nest

 

You gotta find your lover and then break her heart

You’ve gotta crush all her dreams by tearing her apart

 

You got to lose your voice, and accept your fate

Let go of all that joy and drown in your hate

 

You are gonna have some children and then teach them the same

Keep holding them down until it’s you who they distain

 

Hey there child, why do you dance in the rain

Why do you gaze at the clouds, oh maybe your insane

 

Hey there child, why do you feel no pain

Why do you continue to dream, oh you’re so strange

 

Hey there man, so broken and undone

You done what we asked for and now you’re no longer our concern

 

Wrapped in our strings, oh how we made you dance

Made you believe that you could win this game of chance

 

Lying in your death bed, alone and scared

Filled with regret and wishing that you dared

 

But now it’s too late, so close your eyes

And lose all hope and accept your demise

 

Hey there child, how do you dance in the rain

Show me how to gaze at the clouds, help me be insane 


Hey there child, I want to feel no pain

I wanna learn how to dream, how to be so strange 


Hey there child, please save my soul

Please take my hand, and pull me from this hole

 

Hey there child, show me how to fly away

Show me how to believe, how to find my own way

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I'm Eric Cartman

I'm Eric Cartman and I'm an evil little bitch.

My mom is poor, she certainly isn't rich.

She posed nude in a magazine because she's a Crack Whore.

She couldn't afford to buy me an IPad and that made me sore.

 

After I lied on DR. Phil, Apple was about to give a Human CentiPad.

But they got an order to disassemble it and that really made me mad.

I started cursing God and he struck me with lightning.

I won't ever mess with him again, he's too frightening.

 

Many people hate my guts because I'm a racist punk.

When I offended a girl classmate, my ship was sunk.

She beat me up because she's a tough little Lass.

I tried to fight back but she kicked my sorry ass.

 

I certainly don't have a heart of gold, I'm a terrible lad.

People wonder how a nine year old boy can be so bad.

If you do something bad, I'll rat you out because I'm also a snitch.

I will not change my ways, I'll continue to be an evil little bitch.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is based on the South Park cartoon.

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Heather III

You were born in December of 1975.

It's a shame that you didn't survive.

You were a great actress, one of the very best.

It's not surprising that you became a success.

 

Your life was cut short but at least you were able to be famous.
We all loved and adored you so very much, can you blame us?

When people attended your funeral, they mourned and cried.

If somebody has said that you had no talent, that person lied.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to Heather O'Rourke (1975-1988) who died on February 1, 1988.

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Heather II

It was a fact that you were sweet and that you were very cute.

You were adorable, that's something that people won't dispute.

While you were eating lunch in the MGM Commissary, you were discovered.

You were hired to star in Poltergeist when Spielberg saw you with your mother.

 

Drew Barrymore was up for the role of Carol Anne but you were chosen instead.

The entire world was shocked and horrified when we learned that you were dead.

When you became sick, that was bad enough but your death was far worse.

Some people blame the Poltergeist films because they believe they were cursed.

 

Your success allowed your family to buy a house in California in Big Bear Lake.

It was tragic that the doctors didn't determine that your life was at stake.

You went to Big Bear Elementary School and was President of your class.

Sadly, it's been over two and a half decades since the day that you passed.

 

When you died, many of your fans wanted to scream at the top of their lungs.

You were only twelve years old when you were taken, that was far too young.

You starred in other movies, one of which was 'Massarati And The Brain'.
Your demise devastated everybody and brought about unbearable pain.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to Heather O'Rourke (1975-1988) who died on February 1, 1988.

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A Little Child

Folder: 
Poetry

Have to be a little child from my father,

Have to obey Cthulhu evermore.

And all bad things turned into dust,

By my evil and good Father.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Some thoughts.

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What Happened To That Little Girl? -TITLE HELP NEEDED-

Folder: 
Depression/sadness

I was a happy little girl.

 

I wore poofy dresses,

and spun in them happily.

 

I ran around and played 

with both boys and girls.

 

I was a bit of a tomboy,

didn't mind getting dirty.

 

 

I ate apples instead of candy.

 

I climbed on anything

that I possibly could!

Alone with somethings that

no one though that I could!

 

 

I was such a happy little girl!

 

I smiled all the time,

I laughed at so many things,

I did just about anything!

 

I talked to strangers,

made friends in the blink of an eye!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Work in progress!

 

Help with title is needed and will be greatly appreciated! 

My Only Regret

Folder: 
Life

Hush now child

do not be afraid

for I will love you

until the end of my days.

then I will wait 

for you in the heaven

I prey that God

will let me live in.

because I love you

more than you know

I've watched you live

I've watched you grow.

you are my child

never forget

giving you up 

is my only regret. 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I have never had nor lost a child but this simply came to mind and I felt I had to share it. Hopefully I do the topic some justice and, as always, I hope you enjoyed reading it. 

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