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Listen

Listen - hear the sound of nothing but wind Listen - hear the rain pouring down Listen - to your heart racing from fear Listen - to the cold as it hangs around Listen - hear the words flying around the room Listen - to the frog belching his sounds out for a mate Listen - you have stopped listening to others Listen - drip, drip, drip Listen - an echo can be heard Listen - Can you hear me now written by: Derrick A Jasper April 11th 2015

Crows

Crows eating the flesh off the dead Crows circle us like vultures waiting for death to answer Crows taking things from your car,  how stupid we still are Crows sitting in the parking lot of every fast food joint Crows holding on the sticks just for wedding days Crows showing us how to fly Crows crowing at the morning sunshine waking us up Crows catching the soul as it stands outside Crows are here again scrapping their beaks on broken love written by: Derrick A Jasper April 4th 2015

All changes in time

Silver crusted ground no water to be found Dying trees surround and now here we are laying down Air we can  not breath food to poisoned to eat Here they sit now we crumble at their feet How times changed for the once proud Indian tribes Now slaves to money whites and bribes Silver crusted ground no water to be found Dying trees surround and now here we are laying down written by: Derrick A Jasper April 11th 2015

Vision passing

Vision passing into the abyss as I fumble to see in the dark There is no glory left in the glory of the hole digger Seeing the past as the future gives me grave concern A darkness settles over me again knowing the lies she shares Caring not for lovers scorned does she really believe in lust Games played out in a calm manner, laughing in the hell now created This hole you have created you shall fall into its depth A shit storm of crap flying all around you smelling of death now Breaking the glass won't change the evil that dwells inside your being Lies and games, bullshit they spew and you listen Vision passing into the abyss as I fumble to see in the dark There is no glory left in the glory of the hole digger written by: Derrick A Jasper April 11th 2015