Everything gets rotten,

Yet the earth remains unhurt,

Such is the wonder of God!

A gorgeous piece of colossal art!


The mighty earth devours,

Both the good and the bad!

Nothing is wasted whatsoever,

Nothing ever drives it mad!


And the wise ones heartily appreciate,


H I M who can so perfectly create!

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Wherever I place my eyes,

I see fraudulence and lies, 

The ghoul of dishonesty,

Is moving in terminal velocity!


Rotten people with rancid hearts,

Are far and wide to pierce,

The nucleus of humanity,

Like virus to spread fatality.


Who will save us from being rotten?


We want no more hearts to be fallen!

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Dead Meat


Dead meat,

Is what you eat.

Nothing alive,

It is not wise.


I don't know the reason,

But I know the cause.

It is rotten, it is corrupted,

And will drive a man mad.


Madness comes from eating brains,

I ain't no cannibal at late.

But eating meat I have to do,

Or certain things I can't see.


Blood is very good,

I have no Vampire mood.

But cruel some call,

What I describe at all.


My mind going ways,

With meat these days.

Demons, Ghoulies and the rest,

Outsiders are a real pest!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Some thoughts.

End Me (While I Want It) - May 7, 2012

Chapter One

Worthless, a word with common speak interlaced,

Describes me so well in a fashion so perfect.

I have no meaning, no use, no love or place;

I want to be displaced; from life be erased.


So come and end me, come slit my throat;

Come suffocate me, and watch me choke.

Don't hesitate, I wanna prolong this pain;

Have no mercy, just play it like a game.


Tie my arms, my feet, restrain and throw me;

Into a tank of boiling tar you'll force me.

Scattered inside are razors so gleaming;

So pleasing is that music of me screaming.


Take serrated blades, rip my wrists apart;

Carve out my eyes, like the hopes in my heart.

Drain my blood, drink it like a fucking wine;

So sweet, delicious; it's the end of my time.


Rip out my fucking heart and tear it apart,

There's no love left in me to give anyways.

Carve out my chest cavity, it's divine art;

Hollow me, use me like a fucking ashtray.


Hold down my hands, tear off my fingernails;

Hang them as bloody ornaments so pleasing.

Screaming agonized joy, my heart now fails;

Just kill me now, this wish so diseasing.


So take a hammer, smash in my worthless face;

Stomp on my remains, now but a disgrace.

Digest my flesh, make me part of your soul;

Feel my corpse, touch the walls of my skull.


Lock me in a chair, force my eyes open wide,

Make me witness the horrors of real genocide.

My screaming only intensifies this pain;

On the floor is a growing red bloodstain.


Take my corpse, throw it in the sea's midst,

With anchors tied tightly to my rotten chest.

Let not one piece or memory of me remain,

So I'll be forgotten and all will be the same.


I don't care how, just please end me quickly;

You know, there's a reason for my death plea.

I'm sick of hurting others, sick of being me,

Sick of being the one to cause all the misery.


It's not that I would normally wish to die,

But at this point I can now seem to find,

I've brought this unto myself, can't deny,

So please kill me before I change my mind.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

(This was written purely for entertainment.)

Leave Me Forgotten,Think of Me No More.

My Love

Life, Love, Truth
Beautiful things giv’n me in my youth
But I wasted them all away.


Your love, your eyes, your kiss
All of the things that I miss
But I never made you stay.


Glances, chances, charm
Who knew they could bring such harm?
I left your spirit to soar.


Death, time, rotten,
Please leave me forgotten,
Think of me no more.

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Once when you were young you went to school

Your good parents thought you were not a fool

From Kindergarten to Harvard maybe

Without a scar entering life‘s society

Empty pockets never held anyone back.

Only empty heads will take up the slack

Speak from the heart people will listen

A loving heart will in wisdom glisten

Blessed hearts bend never break always be fit

But if you can’t put your heart in it get out of it

A woman’s head is always influenced by her heart

But a man's heart is always influenced by his head

Follow your inner heart it helps then the world moves in

And be true to yourself your bosom would be without sin

Knock and ask your heart what it doth know

It’ll beat in the rhythm in music not for show

How much the heart can really hold no one knows

For at any age it has no wrinkles and it never shows

The way to God is through a human heart for a start

For all music is important if it comes from the heart

Remember how happy you were meek and mild

‘cause your heart was pure and simple as a child

Why is peace, grace and contentment come to some

If you’ve inner awareness a grateful heart will come

Look at every path closely and deliberately.

Try it as many times as you think necessary

Ask yourself, this question and yourself alone

"Does this path have a heart or a good tone?”

If it does, then the path is good.

If it doesn't, it’s like rotten wood

They teach how to get results in your exams

Some are honest but some resort to scams

Even the good teachers don’t teach you life sense

Especially if you don’t show any common sense

You are left with nice rainbows in your head

As you watch the boob tube until you’re red

They put the cart before the donkey

And throw you in a murky society

But whenever or before you ever depart

They should’ve tried to educate your heart