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Sleep evades me on this cold rainy winters night She cast doubt upon me like a light rain shower For a moment there was air to breath Now I see the truth of it all Dying is a release back into the deepest cold Am I sitting upon the doorway and fear what may be My head has tremors and the cold hits my hands No one to blame here this was all me I got myself sick when others coughed in my face Easy for tiny micro-organisms to eat away the hope of today Falling into depression over feeling so bad physically Left to wallow in the pit of despair  

Santa get your ass in the car and lets go. What are you doing? I told her I wanted that. I am tired of not getting what I want. You always get what you want. I want this so badly.  I need that right now. Look at those prices. I can't afford that.  I can get lay away. I can take it on credit. He did it I will to. MERRY CHRISTMAS TO THE SHOPPERS

Tickle in my nose, my ears ring Throat hurts, can't breath too good No doctor to see me, no medicine to cure me Now I lay me down to die Maybe tomorrow the aching and chills will go away He draws a long drag off his last cigarette I feel as if I will float now for a moment in time A kind of physical death we all get to feel Mine is here inside of my head Eating away everything good making it all dead Like cork screws driven through the skin The tiniest flicker just isn't there Oh great healers what a fuckin scam Physicians afraid no dam good any more Write your prescriptions of death The cold hits the hands, nose, then legs shaking Dying is the will of the Gods not from men and women who prescribe

Call me home please Come to me in the darkest of hours Sit quietly while we look at each other Touch nothing and feel my spirit within See her face blushing as we touch her in unison We are gentle souls sent to love all we can Warriors go off to battle while lovers toil at home Smiling she now lets us in We hold her close as she gives us her love Turning our hearts and minds into her for one moment in time She is our queen, she is our lover Call me home please Come to me in the darkest of hours Sit quietly while we look at each other Touch nothing and feel my spirit within

Get that junk moving out of the way Excuse me  this is my home today Move that crap or we'll toss it for ya Sorry bout that this is all I have left Get the hell out of here people are looking Yea, I got that and this is my home right now A pile of clothing in shopping bags A broken piece of luggage Lawn sacks full of personals She sits on the corner waiting for her check She sits in the rain and the snow If timing is right just enough for a couple of dry weeks A man found frozen under the bridge Where is our support?

Talking circles around me with the literal non sense of a guru Making me think I can stand up and verbalize the truth I'm not just crazy She tried to steal his thunder and he remembers her naked screams in the dark Cold ice cubes won't cool down his red fired heart She melts like butter when his fingers pass beside her thigh She giggles a bit and smiles then licks her lips Playing cat and mouse games all humans do Talking circles around me with the literal non sense of a guru Making me think I can stand up and verbalize the truth I'm not just crazy

And then the words slowly go away I sit and stare at the white screen and fade Emotionally spent through from another Lost the sunshine, lost to everything Tempered words to protect our worst fears Hate filled hearts beat on and on Milky waters here we are And then the words slowly go away

Heads turned angry cries heard Hate filled propaganda for all the times Walking through the fates of lies Crystals form in his eyes Heart of black night and day No wrong he does, but shame is his name Fears of times, times gone by Crying in the night, or moaning, we all decide Life no more gone in a second Proud happy days robbed by aging All things age we live and we die Children's voices heard calling from a far Camps of evil rise as do those who believe in truth Heads turned, angry cries heard Hate filled propaganda for all the times Walking through the fates of lies

Each generation struggling to find where they fit among the many We all say we are different from the last Our parents struggling with finances to better the children Some parents fail, then slaves of money are created over and over We feel the sting, of the last generations war stories We see the pain, that tugs at their beings We loose ourselves to another deprived person Seeing the truth enlightens us to the lies Every generation propagates the same lies, spun in new ways over and over again We all believe we are different Have you found your doppelganger? This world of endless repetition, each generation struggling to find

Like a scolded child I turn and sulk Asking why I wait time and time again Songs echo through my head, she makes me wait on a bed of nails So we wait on the bed of nails until she frees us into a seething cauldron of blasting heat Depriving us of feelings of love, turning them instead into hot pits of hellish fights We slay each other verbally until we desire no more We run to the opposite ends of the earth trying to escape the hate we created Turning flesh into sin, sin into flesh, on and on we go We have no time to mess around We take time down our throats We have no love to speak of We take love when offered We have no anger until once again, scolded like a child I turn and sulk

First breath of air is good on this cold morning Warmth speeds away from these old sore bones Numbness and tingling is all we know now in these fingers Joints twisting around like they were traveling on water Hurts to walk but no one cares no more No free labor here labor all day till dark This business of cleaning is hard labor now No one tells you when your broke your broke First breath of air is good on this cold morning  

From open windows came ocean breezes Debris floating all around Front door turned upside down Couch sitting against the tattered boards Garbage strewn about like clouds in the sky Lifeless bodies facing down No sounds of birds no sounds at all Mother natures fury covers all traces of disdain

Behold I have witnessed a thousand deaths Held the hands of those so physically tormented by pain nothing could help Crying, screaming, begging for life to end  The disappointment, the shame, the anger, the confessions before death The blade cuts deep into the flesh A heart torn is a heart unprepared Filthy hands touching what does not belong to you Fingers at their feet they cry in desperation Lines crossed lines placed to warn Dared to enter fearing nothing you have no conscience So conscience I give to thee on your blood tides Hold each other close now for riders approach from afar You asked for hounds of hell they are being sent to you Sitting on things you do not own your hands now lay before you Bloodied and bruised I rise again to church we all go to pray For our sins will never be washed away

Waist deep in water now, its coming in so fast I can't swim and no one is here to help me, I am drowning Turned a new leaf and I can't go on, this is too high for me to climb The smoke laying heavily around me, I hear the ringing in my ears Deafness coming into my world, I am old and dying now Hurdles I no longer can climb, I am sickened today Disease has grasp my body, I feel so ill now No one ever tells you when your little, old age really sucks for some I have died before, so dying is comfortable today Laying in the blood of battle, the hounds of hell arrive Given over to the devils sacrifice I am his only child The marks of heaven dropped off long ago And wings I shed for fear they would find out about me So now I lay here naked and afraid, will you hold me?

The wax dripped onto his skin and he felt nothing The knife cut into his flash and he felt nothing The punch landed squarely on his jaw and he spit blood out and felt nothing The kick landed to his knee and he felt nothing The slap was hard enough to be heard he felt nothing The burn from the flame melted his skin he felt nothing She told him she was leaving he felt everything

They set the plan in stone Direction given from their landlord, the lord of lands Departing from the sane world into the dark abyss of evil No longer petty, now they have grown to become killers Evil lurked with in their souls long before this night Stealing from those who live around them Taunting them again and again by snooping through words written Taking what never belonged to them Now murderous plots have hatched The ocean awaits the corpses  Shall they win this battle of wills Grown up now from petty into murder Life in prison will be no picnic In this town they may never see a jail cell For hate filled so called friends rise to take the revenge Their just petty thieves he told me, just petty in what I asked?

He climbed the first hurdle a renewed excitement coursed through his veins He was closer than he'd ever been and the challenge made him feel alive He saw the next hurdle taller than its predecessor and not as aligned He lept forward his arms and legs forcing him over He rounded the next corner and this hurdle seemed taller than the last As he tumbled forward he caught himself twisting his ankle he ran on The crowd roared as they saw him dashing past the competition Two more to go he thought just two more to go The pain seared through his body his cock now erect from it all His face flashed with a fiery look no one had seen before He tucked his chin and as if fire were in his feet he ran The two men now neck and neck hurdle one down one last time to go He glanced to his right he saw him falling just by a nose behind He ran and ran he pulled up to the last hurdle his foot caught it once again He tumbled to the ground as his advisory passed him as he turn...

Hunting now has begun in the forest of life Shielded by none he carries a knife Naked and empty standing at the gates of hell Sneaking around seeking vengeance once and for all Bitten and stung so many times they grow weary of this game Calling names tossing arguments into the air She castrates him with her vile tones No one comes to rescue now unleashed the evil The unleashed shall live on Fear drives you asunder Coming back from the grave impossible no matter what grave your in Death now seems a comfort as the blood boils Chances are chances will be As you terrorized me so shall I you in your dreams Behold the evil you grew now falls upon you Maddness begins to grip your mind Fear takes hold and you live in paranoia The mind creates falseness to carry on Behold the son of man is the son of a bitch

torn through with wind rubbed wrong by shives mixed in with all stirred around till fall making believe in believe shatter cups on the floor breaking worlds apart they tore

Emptyness of the sound is never far from the ground Untamed wombs untamed men Shameless woman showing no remorse Tainted bad tempered man he will never confess Egos flash tempers flare Bewitched by hearing words unkind Fallen to the ground all who have died Branches torn away and broken do not grow back new

They come out at night Bad neighbors They steal all they can carry Bad neighbors They lie to everyone they meet Bad neighbors They raped the children Bad neighbors They made videos of grotesque sex Bad neighbors They yell and drink and drug all night Bad neighbors They leave their dogs tied to chains Bad neighbors

I walked over the jagged edge of rock to look ahead Oh my bloody feet I climbed up the hill and walked over the rocks Oh my bloody feet I jogged over the asphalt believing what had been said Oh my bloody feet I swam, ran, and walked to the bitter end Oh my bloody feet She peels the skin away Oh my bloody feet I cut them with my pocket knife Oh my bloody feet

I see her going down the road I see her on the lake I see her in the parking lot I see her in the woods I see her passing me by I see her in my dreams I see her, and I say good bye

Sun light shines down from above Where is the love Rain showers come from above Where is the love Snow flakes fall from above Where is the love Wind gusts come from all around Where is the love Waters spray up from the ocean Where is the love Grass grows tall in the fields Where is the love Trees reach for the moon Where is the love Creatures jump, play, run Where is the love People choke as pollution fills the air Where is the love Raw sewage drains into the oceans Where is the love Smoke covers the land Where is the love Come see the diversity Where is the love 

I killed them because I could I hate them because I can I will ruin their lives because I should I will torture them because they need it I will stone her to death because she is a whore I will cut his head off because he is weak I will tear them apart because I am God's right hand

She yells out with passions lust Her back is arched as he entered her again He sees a chance to make he dream come true She moans in ectacy As they filled her from every end The tears were from an over whelming moment of lust They hold her gently as they release themselves All are proud and filled with joy She yells out with passions lust

Spark of life once so hot and translucent Eco's from a far distance rumbling around A familiar voice a time long gone Lost loves, lives, friendships and self A flicker here and there but no more Standing up and standing strong The spark of life burning hot again Knowing love is first Sunrise is strong with the first breath of day Eco's from a far distance rumbling around A familiar voice a time long gone Knowing love was first

Blue tipped birds fly over head Green colored frogs croak the afternoon song Hummingbirds flutter back and forth Birds chirp in unison The afternoon sun dropping down behind the trees The sounds of good nights from creatures all around The quiet returns for a moment between the shift change Then critters of night begin to come Seeking food, warmth, comfort of sorts Odd little creatures creeping all around Night settles down and sleep drops into our bodies

Her lips touched his cheek as he turned slowly towards her. They embraced slowly, gently, then deeply. He felt himself rising inside. A sea of torment and rain. Then sunshine and warmth. Rushing to his head, he felt strong. Filled with desire they tumbled to the floor.  He let out a laugh,  as she giggled. For a moment she were a child again. And for a moment they both were. Children playing on the play ground. Endless days of fun and exploration.  Two cast a ways, on a deserted island.  Dreams of sunsets and clear blue sky. With an ocean, as clear as your eye can see and just as far. This was not the playground. He glanced at her. She responded with her own look of love.  Know two people will know the love they shared. Their hands touched gently. They smile at each other.  Today was a good day to play.

Sand box play time is over Shearing past the little boy she spits A hard slap to the face and head before the morning meal Tears are never accepted Gross statements tossed around like rocks on the ground Truth is hard to find when anger complies the lies Witch hunt begun the ending is near Sand box playtime is gone forever

Lifting the veil of nastiness that surrounds your being Touching the spark of true evil that lives in your heart Forcing out the evil veil you use as your cloak and dagger Igniting the energy around you to explode Foster the evil in your heart Keep it close to you as a support For all the doors they put around you will never contain your ugly Live on with that ugly, until death has taken your last breath The legacy left behind, broken dreams, broken friendships You broke your family, before you broke others Your pride and ego will take you down No one is a God here - falseness and lies lead to betrayal

The crack was loud. A man chopping wood. One three inch thick piece became a projectile. The crack was his nose. Dillon reacted by twisting and leaping back trying to avoid serious injury. The one piece hit him hard. He could feel it landing on his lower lip and nose. Dillon felt it hit his face. He was unsure of the damage. Reaction time over. He leaned forward from the pain and confusion. He had been punched by bigger men. He had fought in school with other boys. How could this one piece of wood shatter him. He reached up to his face careful not too touch his skin. Blood dripped onto his palm. One drop wasn't bad, he thought. Then came more drops. He began sweating, he kept saying over and over. "I'm all right, I'm all right. Dam, that guy who works with wood does this? Screw that, what a freaking hard job he does. I'm all right, I will be all right." He knew if he needed to he could suture anything. Of course without any pain killers he knew that...

Whispers in the dark Voices claiming to be friend are not Whispers in the dark Maddening words spewed from ugly mouths Whispers in the dark Hurtful nasty human behavior Whispers in the dark Uncontrollable unstoppable forces of evil rising Whispers in the dark surrounding us Where to go to be comfortable again Whispers in the dark taking a toll

Water dripping somewhere in this old home. I know now why they told us never by a place by the sea. The bird shit is growing higher by the day. And so is the shit at work we create every time we pass in the hallways. She laughs at him and points her finger, as if they were in grade school again. My Uncles wife sits weeping in the corner begging to go home. And still she clings to some hope they will find a cure for her cancer. Bert sat next to Thomas at the dinner table, what a crock. Both men have been sucking each other for years. The family wasn't suppose to know. But as luck would have it. Bert's wife rounded the corner across from the park on her bike. She saw the two of them engaged in a tongue bath. So horrified, she had to continue watching? Shelia told herself when Thomas took her husbands pants down. I won't look, I can't look, she looked and looked longer. Then came the puke, then more tears. Then more puke. Ashamed, she only confided in Stacy. Our lov...

Torched Burned up inside, over words spoken never meant to hear Torched She kissed another and he watch with hate in his eyes Torched Children screaming for daddy to come home, a flag comes instead Torched His fist found her face again, and again, then she killed him Torched Men flock to fight as gladiators again, the trumpet sounds Torched Men feed on the death of animals, not just animals does man feed on Torched Women killing children out of the womb Torched Children killing children Torched  

Cutting through the worms eating at his brain He tangles himself up in ribbons of snakes Juniper and lilacs fill the air Taken away at six weeks Given away at six weeks The card held her tears He has never stopped weeping for his mother written by: Derrick Jasper

The look The smile The glance The dance She smiles and makes my day I hear her leave and ache for her while she is away We dance the dance but tire at end of day Weary from, the glance, the look, the smile written by: Derrick A Jasper

No tears to shed Life has been good until now No hands to hold any more No children to raise No family that loves me No friends to help me A man alone in the streets A woman holding up a sign pleading for change Lives torn asunder by a world that has no love She cries for justice but there is none Death carries the finality of everything No tears to shed Life has been good until now written by: Derrick A Jasper

She hates me She hates me She hates me She hates me She hates me She hates me And I want to know why she hates me written by: Derrick A Jasper 3/31/2016

I am the child in the corner my head folded onto my arms which lay over my knees, I am weeping. I am the child you beat so badly my skin is bloody. I am the child whose body is now scared from the beatings with a leather strap. I am the child you screamed at continually, now I am deaf. I am the child you tortured with your hate filled demeaning words. I am the child you raped when your hands could find no other. I am the child you spit on because you were drunk. I am the child you burned with your lighter and cigarette because you were bored. I am the child you locked in the closet when you had to go to work. I am the child you paid money for because you weren't meant to have children. I m the child you slapped and punched knocking my teeth out. I am the child you gave to the neighbor so he would pay the rent. I am the child you sold to the strangers so you had money for drugs. I am the child you drowned in the tub. I am the child you hung in the tree i...

There are those who use their employment positions to hurt others There are those who believe all homosexuals should be killed There are those who believe all Mexicans should be deported and or killed There are those who believe blacks and Mexicans are mostly who Americans pay welfare too There are those who believe women should never be allowed to have abortions There are those who believe being a Republican is the only way to go There are those who believe being a Democrat is the only way to go There are those who believe prison and jail is the only way to stop bad behavior There are those who believe all criminals should be shot There are those who believe there is no age limit to love There are those who believe anyone over fifty ought to be killed There are those who believe if you don't believe the bible you are scum or evil There are those who believe threesomes are normal relationships There are those who believe eating meat is a right There are...

Her eyes lite up the room Her smile brightens even the worst of days Her lips appear to be calling mine Her hands are strong and sexy Her skin glows as she sees me Her face blushes slightly as we meet Her body calls me out Her voice makes me want her more Her personality is bubbling with joy The entire place knows we like each other They all tell us to stay away We see each other and all bets are off We meet secretly taking our time Everything I knew about her was all wrong She is a great lover, liar and deceiver I am her puppet written by: Derrick A Jasper

Eye glasses always cost two to four hundred dollars After 45 no one gives a dam about you like they did when in youth Smoking doesn't kill you it is the chemicals that are added that kill Addicts have always been around, most people just want to relax Adding more laws to a complex situation makes the situation more complex Relieving ones self by the side of the road should never be a ticketed offense Planning for future generations begins with controlling human overpopulation Lying to people and stealing their paychecks makes angry workers Angry people begin fights, angry people own guns Many men and women only want to work with the same sex If humans run out of food, fat people just look like big chickens Children learn from televisions and adults how to interact with others Education is a right not a commodity Health care is a right not a commodity America is not free -- we do not want, your tired, your weak, your suffering When you can't hear ...

Your hands are like ice Fear grips us as we tumble to the bed We can not control the aching We can not control the desire We are meeting in tangles We are heading for ecstasy As your mouth meets mine Our bodies burn inside We are turning up the heat We are floating with his help We tumbled into bed Your hands were cold as ice written by: Derrick A Jasper

Moon lite penetrates night into submission Seeing the beauty within the night Removing fear from our hearts We are at ease and still cautious We are drawn to the waters Moon lite penetrates night into submission Seeing the beauty within the night written by: Derrick A Jasper February 22nd, 2016

Fantasy makes us create Fantasy brings us joy Fantasy brings us to our knees Fantasy burns deep within Fantasy can calm the wicked Fantasy brings us ecstasy Fantasy lasts until the end written by: Derrick A Jasper February 21, 2016

 Chapter 1 Satin finish, shiny bright dress and high heels, he twirls in his mothers dress and we cringe. We think he is cute to portray his mom in this way. Years later we find out he is a cross dresser. What the hell is that? She says. As his mother washes the dishes. We tried to tell her but we couldn't. He is serving the public, he protects and serves. He can't be some funny man. For god's sake I raised him better than that. His mom exclaims. The yelling didn't stop for a week. Our brother became nothing more than a memory to our mother, she went to her grave with his sin on her. Chapter 2 So many others have been burned at the cross lately. We must continue our pilgrimage. We must continue to cleanse the earth. We must clean this country from one end to the next. Then god will know how we truly have faith in his goodness.  Amen brothers and sisters. Do not fear death, for it will come to us all. We are the righteous, we are the clean. They will all p...

I can make your dreams come true I can take you to heights never seen before I can bring you the life you have always wanted I can give you everything you ever needed I can love you unconditionally Can you? I can take every thing away from you I can crush you I can sue you I can hate you I can hurt you I can make your life a living hell Can you? Which person do you want to be? written by: Derrick A Jasper February 18th, 2016

Tormented by vile words spewed from your lips Angry angel without wings Blackened, tormented mind of evil You utter non sense, hope no one hears He sees the real you,  you weep Your skin has ice forming on it You bleed no more Tormented sister of hell Walking blindly down the road Vile words still crawling from your mouth? written by: Derrick A Jasper February 19th, 2016

Crawl you mother of grief Crawl daughter of evil Crawl from under your rock Crawl to the chair and sit Crawl sister of hell Crawl woman whose lips tell lies Crawl friend of mine, whom you say you are Crawl when the wind blows and bow breaks Crawl senseless idiot who enjoys the marks Crawl owner of lovers who can not play Crawl to the next legacy Crawl around for dollars now written by: Derrick A Jasper Feb 9th, 2016

He sits shaking Tears welling up in his eyes His fists clenched tightly He is trying not to cry Dam it I told you be a man Dam it you are tough Dam it you can handle this His fathers memories will not rest His brain teases him with what if He watches as the police roll on by He is broken up inside His life is torn and tattered There is no home for him He carries the pain deep inside He sits shaking written by: Derrick A Jasper Feb 9th, 2016

We held him in our arms for hours His breathing labored We were at the mercy of the universe They walked past the room and stared Tears were the stones being tossed today Our unwillingness to let him go He was our first And now he has been laid in the ground No warm arms to hold him No soft mothers kisses No more pain for him We morn until we die written by: Derrick A Jasper Feb 6th, 2016

Sky knows how to be sky Ocean knows how to be ocean Mother earth knows how to be mother earth Sun knows how to be sun Moon knows how to be moon Why can't people know how to be? written by: Derrick A Jasper Feb 6th, 2016

Watching from tomorrows shelter in my head Ghosts linger no more and whispers are gone She had a calling card and used its play He never saw her coming, he never thought that way Shifting and longing for the days end Echos of sadness cross through us now We are the past, the future, and the rotting ones who loved. written by: Derrick A Jasper Jan 25th, 2016

Oppressed by the hands I feed Oppressed by the ones who say they need me Oppressed by friends who gossip relentlessly Oppressed by words we aren't to hear Oppressed by fear written by: Derrick A Jasper January 21,2016

Fiercely burning red cheeks glowing Tightly clenching your lips Hate adorns your vision of me To silence a baby with mothers breast Killing me softly was only a test Your fists clench and you can not move Hands surround you cupping your chest Ease up on the caffeine if anger has a grip Suckling her breast will help you now Dark furrowed brow with beads of sweat Jerking and rocking back and forth You cry out but can not let go As the hands tighten their grip Your mouth is a gateway not just a trip Taking flesh into flesh heating up the room Rage dances off your back like a glow stick written by: Derrick A Jasper Jan 9th, 2016

All the trees laid upon the ground dying All the birds were checking their broken nests  for their babies All the forest creatures sat watching the birds All the coyotes howled in sorrow All the wolves join the crying All the Elk laid in the grassy dried fields weeping All the deer laid around the Elk weeping All the squirrels sat on the dying trees crying All the chipmunks ran away into rabbit holes All the rabbits died All the waters inland filled with natural gas from hydraulic fracturing All the frogs died All the bees died All the insects died All the ocean waters were black as coal All the fish lay rotting on the beaches All the plants began to die All the people stood on the cracked concrete crying   written by: Derrick A Jasper 1/1/2016