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Topic Started: Apr 1 2011, 11:56 PM (208 Views)
MorsTriumphalis
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Post your poems or lyric


Love and Hate

Throughout my body flows a potent venom
Many choose to blame it for the violent phenom
An authentic sentiment that inspires the warrior
Fierce and animalistic, it is death's courier
I love my people, I love my land
I hate the world of parasitical talmudic command
Love and hate will always walk hand in hand
Two opposite but clear feelings that inspire man


I hate , hate, HATE, those who created this spiritual shackle
I hate, hate , HATE, cowards who this issue refuse to tackle
I hate, hate, HATE, all invaders and the Zionist genocide
I hate, hate, HATE all who choose to take the easy ride

In a world so cold and crass,
He protects you and fears no cannon of glass
He makes you strong, he makes you defiant & distinct
What is hate other than a survival instinct?
If you live you love, if you love you hate
This is the equation that will decide our fate

Edited by MorsTriumphalis, Apr 1 2011, 11:58 PM.
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orangepulp

A cool poem written by my brother:

The Rich and the Poor

So much oppression in this world,
The extent of which cannot be expressed in words,
The rich savour,
While the poor labour,
Looking deeply into the face of his neighbour,
Nothing more than tears in the eyes of the tailor,
Words of sorrow and greef don't reach the ears of the mayor,
Who gambles the people's wealth like a player,
The bourgeousie who are his payers,
With shameless feel they stand for prayer,
Seeking forgiveness for the sins they major,
Yet God is with the oppressed if only they understood,
Counting the capital they earned with falsehood,
How much more would they do if they could?
How can they sleep at nights in ease?
While the poor say please,
Begging for a piece of bread to seize,
That they may feast,
Yet only to hear the rich tease,
Contempt and mockery is what they devise,
Such words that must pertain to the wise,
Not the imbecile who hides in disguise,
The politician that utters lies,
To do away with the flies,
The proletariat that he looks down upon,
Hierarchy like that in between the king and the pawn,
Not realizing their final place,
The plastic case with a chiral phase,
The grave for which the wise makes preparation with haste,
The imbecile, for whom it is already too late.

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16/07/2009
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MorsTriumphalis
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Thank you for that Orange pulp.

I anticipate the day when Aryans and Arabs will walk sing and skip together over the smoke emitting craters of Tel Aviv.
Edited by MorsTriumphalis, Apr 4 2011, 07:06 AM.
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