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Do I dare to dream today...?
Do I dare as I rattle the bars of this insipid "so-called cage"...: Just a few hours ago dirty water had started to trickle Just a few hours ago I was given a choice: "The Cage or The Sickle" -"You must pay for your crimes..." is the theme involved- You must know I kept my head, but now I'm covered in a stinging balm The crowd started to thicken, all eager for the screams The crowd had faces I knew, "Wanna trade places?", "In your dreams!" There was a "retribution infection" in almost everyone, Their infection grew, a retribution timed to the setting sun -"It's all a little harmless fun, ya see? It's just a bit of fun so I'll feel better about what you did to me"- The muscles twitch & spasm as the balm seeps further in, and chants & screams greet the evenin'... ...and as I see the last rays of sunlight, the cage slowly lowers into a water filled pit & me into fright Something in the water made the balm sting even more "Something tells me I should've carefully weighed my choices before." Far into the night heads rolled off the chopping blocks, Far into the night,arms & legs struggled against keyless locks But let's get back to me, thrashing in my cage, water up to my neck But little did I know of the cruel gifts retribution can send(?) All the victims & their families came to taunt the accused, All the while I beared their darting feet, but something worse ensued For the victims my death would be a special treat For the labs had designed aquians that loved the taste of meat With "Die, you bastard", they removed the lids & emptied containers -"With every bite he felt, "The End" was closer, no disclaimer.- And through all the screams, retribution just about settled its case And when they stopped, all the little simians were cleansed of rage. -"The sun has set many times on 'Retributiion Hill', it's a sight... The bones struggle in the locks, all the skulls look to the light.- |
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Geez O'man, you're definitely on a roll with these! Off to google oh, yes, I do so love to google - thanks, fusion!
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I don't read this kind of thing often--but i was going to ride my motorcycle today--now i think i will start a new painting---thanks!
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I don't read this kind of thing often--but i was going to ride my motorcycle today--now i think i will start a new painting---thanks! |
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I don't read this kind of thing often--but i was going to ride my motorcycle today--now i think i will start a new painting---thanks! Remind me in a few days and i will-- not very computer savy so you might have to tell me how to post it here- |
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I don't read this kind of thing often--but i was going to ride my motorcycle today--now i think i will start a new painting---thanks! Remind me in a few days and i will-- not very computer savy so you might have to tell me how to post it here- |
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Geez O'man, you're definitely on a roll with these! Off to google oh, yes, I do so love to google - thanks, fusion! |
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I don't read this kind of thing often--but i was going to ride my motorcycle today--now i think i will start a new painting---thanks! |
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nice...
im not going to go paint or anything but, i still enjoyed this one... |
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Ahh fusion
I'm takin a walk on the wild side!!!! Or Pollyanna does Dallas!!!! LOL Ya know I it!! |
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Hummmm wow that was mind provoking as if I was drawing my last breath held within a cage and no way out...... at time life makes us feel as if we are drowning at times...... we all draw our own conclusions to what one may mean this is how I took it good one
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I exhale
WoW!! |
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Do I dare to dream today...? Do I dare as I rattle the bars of this insipid "so-called cage"...: Just a few hours ago dirty water had started to trickle Just a few hours ago I was given a choice: "The Cage or The Sickle" -"You must pay for your crimes..." is the theme involved- You must know I kept my head, but now I'm covered in a stinging balm The crowd started to thicken, all eager for the screams The crowd had faces I knew, "Wanna trade places?", "In your dreams!" There was a "retribution infection" in almost everyone, Their infection grew, a retribution timed to the setting sun -"It's all a little harmless fun, ya see? It's just a bit of fun so I'll feel better about what you did to me"- The muscles twitch & spasm as the balm seeps further in, and chants & screams greet the evenin'... ...and as I see the last rays of sunlight, the cage slowly lowers into a water filled pit & me into fright Something in the water made the balm sting even more "Something tells me I should've carefully weighed my choices before." Far into the night heads rolled off the chopping blocks, Far into the night,arms & legs struggled against keyless locks But let's get back to me, thrashing in my cage, water up to my neck But little did I know of the cruel gifts retribution can send(?) All the victims & their families came to taunt the accused, All the while I beared their darting feet, but something worse ensued For the victims my death would be a special treat For the labs had designed aquians that loved the taste of meat With "Die, you bastard", they removed the lids & emptied containers -"With every bite he felt, "The End" was closer, no disclaimer.- And through all the screams, retribution just about settled its case And when they stopped, all the little simians were cleansed of rage. -"The sun has set many times on 'Retributiion Hill', it's a sight... The bones struggle in the locks, all the skulls look to the light.- Wow, diggin' this write...well done. |
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nice... im not going to go paint or anything but, i still enjoyed this one... |
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Ahh fusion I'm takin a walk on the wild side!!!! Or Pollyanna does Dallas!!!! LOL Ya know I it!! |
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Hummmm wow that was mind provoking as if I was drawing my last breath held within a cage and no way out...... at time life makes us feel as if we are drowning at times...... we all draw our own conclusions to what one may mean this is how I took it good one |
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MzEm, I'm diggin you, thanks for sharing and reading
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Yey, she's done. Bump for a friend's review.
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Yey, she's done. Bump for a friend's review. |
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artman and his painting - he just has to figure out how to load the pic - WHOOT!
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