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With haunted visions thàt torments my mind. As I hear so many lies that clouds my eyes. While I stay in this earthly realm death is like a nightmare. That surrounds us with the echoes of the past and the people who care. As you bare witness to the forbidden treasures that aches in my heart. With the laws of life guiding us past worldly sins away from wrongly sights. To keep up the political fight to do what's right.
This poems about the fight against right and wrong. The images I have in my life with the love I have for the people who surrounds us when we die.
Hauting dreams that turn to nightmares with cold sweats and shouts from your loved ones waking  you up in the night.  Trying to tell yourselves that it was right what you did and it will never be the only fight. In the search for peace you found war watching deathly sights trying to drown your sorrows with whiskey chasers and larger pints. Living memories that hounds your soul without pictures and medals on your wall to painful to see them at all. Badges and berets stripes on your arms as these courageous men and women go to arms. Making us civilians who don't know the anguish of war free from harm there lies my great uncles charms.
That was for my great uncle who died in the great war. The other two came home.
Some people have aggressive inordinate feelings about racist human beings. I hope infelicity becomes these savage beings. As they go head first into the light knowing these wicked men and women are not that bright. They will come to regreat there ghastly evil sites. Imimcal to the very nature of who we are making inquity among are police service. As the newspapers print there reruns it shows they never care as life shows that there ways are never fair. If there's careful activism in actuality trying to recreate a better future for us all. Then let these no political human beings guide us through our fight for our rights against the goverment wrongs and the parliament lies in art and songs.
This poem is about my views on racists and how I see the fight against the polical movement.
My pillow fills up with tears of sorrow when I m not lying next to you. My soul would linger in the stars just to see you drive your cars.  I would wait on the moon for you without air just to show you I care. Just to see you once more my love. With visions torrentially pounding on my eyes. I know you would tell me know lies. Then truth be told as you hold my desires. With a uncontrollable fire without solace and malice. My love for you is the only thing that matters to me. So hear my cry as I wash away my fears. In a world without you then this wouldn't be my world because you are my only love.
This poem is about my undying love for my one true love my wife
It wouldn't be strange for king and country to arm every woman and man because without peace there always war. Hidding behind desks and lapils are tortured souls. That makes boy to men making no enemies your friend. Turning homes and parks to battle grounds. With dust, debris and missles in the air. Some of the residents stay because they show they care. God can you tell me why is that the kids that die living under there Russian governments lies. As they band together as one fearing Russia regime with weapons that are not made of there own. Vertue and honesty is not the presidents fees nor money, gold and oil. So hear my cry even Donald's trumps sly as he asks why? Because with Putin Ukraine will never be free.
Ukraine is about my thoughts about the war and why it should be stopped because Russia's a bully. Via the revolution.
In the mist of time I hope our souls meet each other when we die. Floating in the seas of equality. Your love keeps me away from the pits of misery. Past the truth there's no lies. Without you my life's never the same. Through happiness and pain. Your love is easy to find because your always on my mind. Yes my darling I'll love you till the end of time.
Happyness and pain is about true love and the quest to keep it.
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