Tuesday, December 10, 2013
time for poetry 10: Runaway is a runway
Runaway is a runway
Runaway is
nothing but a runway;
So I’m
taking my flight today.
Not coming
back tomorrow.
Life is
endless and full of sorrow.
I feel
like flying up
Through
the stratosphere.
I can fly
forever and a day,
As long as
you are here.
So let’s
run away;
Just you
and I.
Spread our
wings
And touch
the skies.
Runaway is
nothing but a runway;
So I’m
taking my flight today.
Not coming
back tomorrow.
Life is
endless and full of sorrow.
Took flight
like Icarus,
Tried to
touch the sun.
Fly so
high and soar so far;
Feathers
fall one by one.
Staring at
life’s parade
Slowly
strolling by.
Blood covered
battlefields,
The
drummer boy will cry.
In our
darkest hour,
With our
hopes on the line.
Our friends
become our enemies,
Our
positions are defined.
What man
could save us from the approaching fire?
The stork
brings on death, hanged on a wire.
Runaway is
nothing but a runway;
So I’m
taking my flight today.
Not coming
back tomorrow.
Life is
endless and full of sorrow.
Through the
hate and the thick and thin
I only had
one prize I wanted to win.
The light
that pierces the darkest of sorrow
The thing
that brings me to see tomorrow
The fire
that warms the icy harp.
The tape
that repairs the paper heart.
The light
of my life that shines through the false truth
That light
of my life…is you.
Runaway is
nothing but a runway;
So I’m
taking my flight today.
Not coming
back tomorrow.
Life is
endless and full of sorrow.
Why fight
a man who carries no sword?
Nothing but
a shield and a chord.
The angels’
choir sings on and on.
The glockenspiel
rings; the bells “DONG!”
The song
that fills and warms the soul.
The food
that fills the empty bowl.
The people
who stand hungry and torn
Will be fulfilled
like never before.
One man’s
waste is another man’s dinner.
One man
eats; a child gets thinner.
A candle
that shines twice as bright
Will burn
half as long.
The suffering
who sing with all their might
Simply shorten
strife’s suffering song.
Runaway is
nothing but a runway;
So I’m
taking my flight today.
Not coming
back tomorrow.
Life is
endless and full of sorrow.
When we
fly we rarely think
About the lives
and hopes we sink.
So high up
in the air never would we care
About the
pain going on down there.
A corporation
controlling the huddled masses
Becomes an
ant under magnifying glasses.
Compared to
the cosmos we are but mere dots.
Connecting
and drawing lines to conclusive plots.
A churches
spire is a dick
That rapes
the sinners and saints.
Lack of
equality makes me sick
Treating race
like primer and paints.
Sounds to
the deaf are colors to the blind.
Pop culture
music and art, nothing but putrid slime.
A sight of
disgust to men robbed of sight
Is like
the best sight of their life.
A musical
not like the banshees cry
Would bring
tears to a deaf man’s eyes.
If the
blind and deaf could dream like you and me,
Could they
follow the notes and see all the trees?
To men
without principle, life is a conquest.
To those
who struggle; its cardiac arrest.
Runaway is
nothing but a runway;
So I’m
taking my flight today.
Not coming
back tomorrow.
Life is
endless and full of sorrow.
Planes,
plains, and parallel planes
Flying over
grassy fields and deserted wastelands,
Veins,
vain, and bleeding veins.
Piles of
gold, impossibilities, and blood soaked sands.
A wrecking
ball inside a kind man’s soul.
A board
cut in half, two halves make a whole.
A breach
in our hull; there will not be.
Destiny is
calling for you from me.
Together we
stand, defying all the odds.
Break down
walls and destroy the gods.
Runaway is
nothing but a runway
I’m getting
off my plane today.
Runaway is
but an endless runway.
One I’m
not ready to take this day.
I’m on my
way home;
Coming
your way.
I’m coming
back.
And I’m
here to stay.
amercia the beafilutu
you might be an illegal immigrant...
if the only sport you ever participated in was border jumping.
if when nasa said that there might be aliens in outer space, you called your relatives to make sure none of them were missing.
if you earned your citizenship by being taught how to climb a fence by your child.
if you ever had the border patrol PERSONALLY come to your house to arrest you.
if the only words of english you know are: "run! its the narcs!"
if you ever tried to deal pot on the street, and it was just a pot.
and for those of you who may be p***ed at me,
you might be an american...
if your idea of equal rights is complete segregation.
if you devoted your life to preventing gay marraige.
if you became a republican just because you felt sorry for bush.
if you think every person thet has the name of a terorist, including babies, is a terrorist. (hey america, heres a lesson for ya! in the case of a terrorist, the diapers ON THE HEAD!)
if you think that the womens rights movement was where girls were given access to their own personal bathrooms.
if you think that the democrats and republicans should just shut the f*** up about the d*** health bill and sign it already.
for those of you that are now angry,
you might be a forein american...
if you think that the republicans and democrats are both nuts and belong in a jar.
if you came here seeking freedom, and instead got a foot in the a**.
if you are constantly the suspect of crimes you either never did, or you did, but they just didnt charge you till you went to the police station with a complaint. (you all know who you are.)
if you would rather see the entire star trek series, followed by twilight, than see another president like bush get elected or pay higher taxes.
if you think our culture sucks.
if you think america needs to go on a nationwide diet.
if you have ever eaten a dog, cat, monkey, buffalo, squid, octopus, or the words from any smart mouthing jacka** who thinks theyre better than you.
if the only sport you ever participated in was border jumping.
if when nasa said that there might be aliens in outer space, you called your relatives to make sure none of them were missing.
if you earned your citizenship by being taught how to climb a fence by your child.
if you ever had the border patrol PERSONALLY come to your house to arrest you.
if the only words of english you know are: "run! its the narcs!"
if you ever tried to deal pot on the street, and it was just a pot.
and for those of you who may be p***ed at me,
you might be an american...
if your idea of equal rights is complete segregation.
if you devoted your life to preventing gay marraige.
if you became a republican just because you felt sorry for bush.
if you think every person thet has the name of a terorist, including babies, is a terrorist. (hey america, heres a lesson for ya! in the case of a terrorist, the diapers ON THE HEAD!)
if you think that the womens rights movement was where girls were given access to their own personal bathrooms.
if you think that the democrats and republicans should just shut the f*** up about the d*** health bill and sign it already.
for those of you that are now angry,
you might be a forein american...
if you think that the republicans and democrats are both nuts and belong in a jar.
if you came here seeking freedom, and instead got a foot in the a**.
if you are constantly the suspect of crimes you either never did, or you did, but they just didnt charge you till you went to the police station with a complaint. (you all know who you are.)
if you would rather see the entire star trek series, followed by twilight, than see another president like bush get elected or pay higher taxes.
if you think our culture sucks.
if you think america needs to go on a nationwide diet.
if you have ever eaten a dog, cat, monkey, buffalo, squid, octopus, or the words from any smart mouthing jacka** who thinks theyre better than you.
school days and fool days
school story
this is me personally speaking here: theres schools out there that have all kinds of names. some are interesting, some are not; some are wierd, some are not. i came from an elementary school called wheeler elementary. the only thing that was wheely about it was how the years just kept rolling and rolling on and on. my middle school was called myers. ok, thats also a food store, spelled differently (meijer's). every time i said to somebody that i went to myers, "your school is named after a food store", is the first response. we might as well been named after the store anyways. that place was about as thrilling as the twilight sagas plot. i got called into the principals office for putting "i dont know, and dontt care", on every single open response on the cats testing in the 6th grade. i went back to class just slightly more of an idiot than i left. it was gym class anyways, which requires about zero brainpower in middle school. why do you think that they make the schools let everyone have "equal rights to play"? what if the jocks were to play chess and quick recall, and the nerds were to play sports? i can tell you that shaq would still not make any penalty points. whats that NBC? another game he suck at? the one school name that perplexes me is martin luther king jr. high. now is it, martin luther king ""jr. high" school, or martin luther king jr, "high school"? seriously, its like when you have the same song, runaway, by love and theft, instead of run away, by frankly i dont giva a d***. if you have any interesting school names, or stories feel free to submit them. i could always use more material, and posting things you write here can get you attention.
that dam fish...
two fish are swimming down a stream.
fish 1: hey lets race to that big rock over there!
fish 2: youre on!
the fish swim as fast as they can, and the first fish slams into the rock.
fish 2: dam
a man named won decides to move to the united states. when he first moves there, he doesnt have a job. after going to a community college, won gets a job at a national business company. it is at this business company that won metts a lovely woman named wan. after dating her for 2 years, tthey get married. they decide to wait a few years to have a child. when they finally have a child, its a lovely baby girl. they decide to name her too, and she grows up to be a famous architect.
moral of the story: i guess what they say is true; won plus wan equals too.
fish 1: hey lets race to that big rock over there!
fish 2: youre on!
the fish swim as fast as they can, and the first fish slams into the rock.
fish 2: dam
a man named won decides to move to the united states. when he first moves there, he doesnt have a job. after going to a community college, won gets a job at a national business company. it is at this business company that won metts a lovely woman named wan. after dating her for 2 years, tthey get married. they decide to wait a few years to have a child. when they finally have a child, its a lovely baby girl. they decide to name her too, and she grows up to be a famous architect.
moral of the story: i guess what they say is true; won plus wan equals too.
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