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tea toddlers

and little brats

wrapped in a blanket of hate



pigs in a blanket

just like the church

always passing the plate



join our secret society

and rise above the law

before it's too late



don't worry about the facts

from socialist democrats

there's too much at stake



forget the past

trust our shallow mask

and bright red cape



then vote for us ... before it's too late





by martin

i wonder if it's raining

on the other side ?

i suppose that

nobody really knows.



untill they arrive



all i ever really hear about

is a light.

i wonder if

it's the sun ?



or maybe ... the son of man



the warm rain

washes over my flesh.

yet my soul

remains stained.



now there's a surprise



holy water,

magic pills,

guilt,

confessions in the dark.



is that what you see in the light ?



me ... i don't know.

im just another sinner

standing in the rain.

waiting for a ride ...



to the other side.





by martin

i'm sorry

sorry about what ?

it's not your fault

what's that mean ?

as i slip into the abiss of insanity

or as society calls it ... mainstream

i find it increasingly difficult

to process feelings

i once sidestepped

with alcohol ... and drugs

words, dreams, and feelings

are now just background noise

as the needle

at the end of the record

ticks on

and on

and on ....





by martin

a prankster at heart

a baker of tarts

sounds kind of brady

but then the fun starts



a grimmace of stone

suggest she's alone

but the music of good deeds

sets her lifes tone



life won't pull her strings

she knows what it means

to be her own person

she lets her soul sing



a song about freedom

to be who you are

grimmy-grim-grim-soul

you're gonna go far





by martin

sometimes

i find myself swimming

alone in a sea

of self-loathing



i wander in

blinded by the mask i wear

to show you ... and the world

who i am



sometimes

the water is calm

like limbo

and i'm at peace with my pain



i wonder why

this feeling never last

and like a perfect bath

the water soon will be cold



sometimes

in choppy seas

when i'm being battered by the pain

i cry out for a protector ... to protect me from myself.



then i wonder why

my cries go unanswered

unaware that as long as i wear the mask

to the world ... i don't exist





by martin

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TheArtistRose
17:06 Oct 11 2010

Sounds like the person in the poem is in a purgatory of some sort with self conflict.

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martin
17:46 Oct 11 2010

very perceptive

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he traveled the globe

then setteled on job

a bored devel

in leage with god

decides to fuck with a man

on a bet ...

it's in the bible

i wonder what jesus would think ?



the devil did some terrible shit to job

while god looked on

what bullshit !

and by the way ... fuck the message

torturing a good man

to prove a point

was wrong



i want to believe ....

if only there was something worth believing in.



not





by martin

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LordSorenEbon
18:39 Oct 10 2010

ive gotta agree with u on that one...yet christians insist on promoting the virtue in that one.

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martin
23:24 Oct 10 2010

yep ... go figure



the bible does not make god all that credible to me as the everything of intellegent life, however i find jesus and his message very compelling

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stormy weather in her eyes

tells the truth

when her lips lie



to forgive her

i will try

she means that much to me





by martin