Mr Mason:
Can you remember exactly which one punched you in the head?
Bettie Kaczynski:
I'm not sure about names I think it was Fred
Mr Mason:
Do you know of his motives was there anything he said?
Bettie Kaczynski:
Said he'd make me scared as hell
The reasons I just cannot tell
Because I just don't understand so well
Mrs Kaczynski:
So Mr Mason what are you going to do about this bully
Don't make me sit here with my son to hear he gets off scottfree
Mr Mason:
I can absolutely assure you that's not the case Mrs Kaczynski
Luckily this is anti-intolerance week at school
We have guest speakers come in to say violence isn't cool
They're very very persuasive hopefully that will stop this abuse and ridicule
Monday, May 4, 2009
Poetry Post 225
Flesh Is Weak
A good man in bad flesh can never be true
What else can a sinner do
If I was a bad man I wouldn't be a hypocrite
But knowing right is knowing you can't live up to it
If I live I'll die from guilt
I can't live in the home I've built
But without it I have no protection
Nothing good will aide a vessel of imperfection
Sweet Isolation
If I die know it was not suicide
That was a path I already tried
But I found a better way to hide
Death isn't as sweet as life in isolation
To feel a happy nothing without exterior aggravation
Without peers there is no pressure of interrogation
Although solitude is often mocked
I have all social fears and pains blocked
I have my own world safely locked
To My Sisters
There are so many greater than me
Why haven't I ceased to be
All I do is lay in my misery
While others like you set people free
A good man in bad flesh can never be true
What else can a sinner do
If I was a bad man I wouldn't be a hypocrite
But knowing right is knowing you can't live up to it
If I live I'll die from guilt
I can't live in the home I've built
But without it I have no protection
Nothing good will aide a vessel of imperfection
Sweet Isolation
If I die know it was not suicide
That was a path I already tried
But I found a better way to hide
Death isn't as sweet as life in isolation
To feel a happy nothing without exterior aggravation
Without peers there is no pressure of interrogation
Although solitude is often mocked
I have all social fears and pains blocked
I have my own world safely locked
To My Sisters
There are so many greater than me
Why haven't I ceased to be
All I do is lay in my misery
While others like you set people free
Locked Up
Mrs Kaczynski:
Come on out honey and we can talk a little bit
Bettie Kaczynski:
I need to be alone for a minute
And I don't want to talk about it
Mrs Kaczynski:
Are you sure you don't want me in there?
I'm here for you because I care
I know what you're going through isn't fair
Bettie Kaczynski:
I can handle it on my own
I just need to be left alone
So I can reach another zone
Come on out honey and we can talk a little bit
Bettie Kaczynski:
I need to be alone for a minute
And I don't want to talk about it
Mrs Kaczynski:
Are you sure you don't want me in there?
I'm here for you because I care
I know what you're going through isn't fair
Bettie Kaczynski:
I can handle it on my own
I just need to be left alone
So I can reach another zone
Poetry Post 224
Life Regain
Slowly my life is now relieved
No longer am I deceived
By empty promises of Lucifer
I'm addicted no more
My life is now regain
I am now sober and sane
No more a slave to the habit
Now that I stopped it
Habits
Once actions become habit
Patterns are formed harder to break it
Acts of adaption
Are compulsory not option
You seem as if you don't care
When you don't even feel fully aware
It is a defense mechanism to hide the fact
There is something deep inside you lack
It is not faith, knowledge or transcending love to others
It is the breaking of the transactions to your brothers
You feel like the bonds are unable to give or receive
You wonder what matters what you believe
You want to do good but you're only you
And you're blind to the limit you can do
Truth And Pain
Truth is beautiful pain
That travels the path between genius and insane
Truth causes vexation
In lands of devastation
The truth that'll show
Is the truth you wish you wouldn't know
Slowly my life is now relieved
No longer am I deceived
By empty promises of Lucifer
I'm addicted no more
My life is now regain
I am now sober and sane
No more a slave to the habit
Now that I stopped it
Habits
Once actions become habit
Patterns are formed harder to break it
Acts of adaption
Are compulsory not option
You seem as if you don't care
When you don't even feel fully aware
It is a defense mechanism to hide the fact
There is something deep inside you lack
It is not faith, knowledge or transcending love to others
It is the breaking of the transactions to your brothers
You feel like the bonds are unable to give or receive
You wonder what matters what you believe
You want to do good but you're only you
And you're blind to the limit you can do
Truth And Pain
Truth is beautiful pain
That travels the path between genius and insane
Truth causes vexation
In lands of devastation
The truth that'll show
Is the truth you wish you wouldn't know
Bettie's Assault
Fred:
(Punch) School's over get up and fight
You may think you're in the right
But what matters is we got the might
Bettie Kaczynski:
I'm just waiting to go home so just leave me alone
I don't know about you but I got things to do of my own
You think you're so tough when your deeds are unknown
Fred:
(Punch) Who do you think you're gonna tell
We'll beat you up so well
You'll scared as hell
Mrs Kaczynski:
(car pulls up) Hey what are you doing to my son
I know your names it's no use to run
You'll all be expelled by the time I'm done
(Punch) School's over get up and fight
You may think you're in the right
But what matters is we got the might
Bettie Kaczynski:
I'm just waiting to go home so just leave me alone
I don't know about you but I got things to do of my own
You think you're so tough when your deeds are unknown
Fred:
(Punch) Who do you think you're gonna tell
We'll beat you up so well
You'll scared as hell
Mrs Kaczynski:
(car pulls up) Hey what are you doing to my son
I know your names it's no use to run
You'll all be expelled by the time I'm done
Poetry Post 223
War
How can man make peace
If the wars he causes will not cease
Everywhere there's a smoking gun
So much ended but nothing done
With so much life lost who can say who won
Death Of A Village
Poor little boy Bobby Joel
Just sick and lost his soul
Now he's just a number in the death toll
And in the village one by one all the children die
Leaving their mothers with nothing left but to cry
But the city is too busy for any pity but a sigh
Modern Times
The police man gets your name in the book
He ain't gonna let you off the hook
You're starving in the street but your goose is cook
What's the use in trying
You might as well be dying
Than left with nothing but the tears you're crying
Your boss took your job away from you
But there was nothing the government could do
Until you rebelled and stole what was your due
How can man make peace
If the wars he causes will not cease
Everywhere there's a smoking gun
So much ended but nothing done
With so much life lost who can say who won
Death Of A Village
Poor little boy Bobby Joel
Just sick and lost his soul
Now he's just a number in the death toll
And in the village one by one all the children die
Leaving their mothers with nothing left but to cry
But the city is too busy for any pity but a sigh
Modern Times
The police man gets your name in the book
He ain't gonna let you off the hook
You're starving in the street but your goose is cook
What's the use in trying
You might as well be dying
Than left with nothing but the tears you're crying
Your boss took your job away from you
But there was nothing the government could do
Until you rebelled and stole what was your due
Return To School
Student #1
Hey Bettie is coming back
Student #2
The kid who had a panic attack
Student #3/Student #2
Don't spread rumors/No it's a fact
Student #4
It's been a month since I've seen him in class
There's no way he's going to pass
Student #5
I wonder if Fred's going to kick his ass
Student #4
Why would Fred want to do that for?
Student #5
He got Fred detention for calling Mrs. Abbott a whore
Student #6
That snitch is fighting on the wrong side of the war
Student #7
Bettie better hide
If he doesn't abide
By our side
Narrator
So they discreetly shoulder nudged him in the hall
Just enough to make him lose his balance and fall
And they'd disappear in the crowd before he'd noticed at all
Bettie could never make it to class before the bell would ring
Tardiness is an automatic detention the teachers couldn't do a thing
And waiting with the bullies he'd wondered what hell they'll bring
Hey Bettie is coming back
Student #2
The kid who had a panic attack
Student #3/Student #2
Don't spread rumors/No it's a fact
Student #4
It's been a month since I've seen him in class
There's no way he's going to pass
Student #5
I wonder if Fred's going to kick his ass
Student #4
Why would Fred want to do that for?
Student #5
He got Fred detention for calling Mrs. Abbott a whore
Student #6
That snitch is fighting on the wrong side of the war
Student #7
Bettie better hide
If he doesn't abide
By our side
Narrator
So they discreetly shoulder nudged him in the hall
Just enough to make him lose his balance and fall
And they'd disappear in the crowd before he'd noticed at all
Bettie could never make it to class before the bell would ring
Tardiness is an automatic detention the teachers couldn't do a thing
And waiting with the bullies he'd wondered what hell they'll bring
Poetry Post 222
Pharisees
Pharisees better change your ways
Look back to what the Good Book says
Before you're in the Darker Days
Pharisees better pick up that light
Before the strike of midnight
Cause in the end Right Makes Might
Fear No Mortal Man
Fear no mortal man
Not even Satan
Can censure or ban
Anything you know you can
No mortal man can kill
Another man's will
Fear lets haters intimidate tranquil
But be cautious yet calm as the sea is still
It's just for show be brave or at least put on a front
Don't hide or beat around the bush be blunt
Never be violent but never fear to confront
The violent boastful hater will die on his stunt
Devil's Mark
In darkness the world follows blind hatred
They preach love as they wish their fellowman dead
In dark madness the mad men control our fate
As they seek our blood in the name of hate
In this world so dark
The Devil leaves his mark
Pharisees better change your ways
Look back to what the Good Book says
Before you're in the Darker Days
Pharisees better pick up that light
Before the strike of midnight
Cause in the end Right Makes Might
Fear No Mortal Man
Fear no mortal man
Not even Satan
Can censure or ban
Anything you know you can
No mortal man can kill
Another man's will
Fear lets haters intimidate tranquil
But be cautious yet calm as the sea is still
It's just for show be brave or at least put on a front
Don't hide or beat around the bush be blunt
Never be violent but never fear to confront
The violent boastful hater will die on his stunt
Devil's Mark
In darkness the world follows blind hatred
They preach love as they wish their fellowman dead
In dark madness the mad men control our fate
As they seek our blood in the name of hate
In this world so dark
The Devil leaves his mark
Mama's Song
Mrs. Kaczynski:
Son I know school is hard but if you work pass the strife
You can move on and get started on a better life
Hiding alone commiserating won't get you a wife
Maybe you should volunteer or apply for a part time job
Learn the art of small talk, connections and hobnob
Just make a few friends and try not to be a slob
I know getting out of your own world ain't easy
But the longer the isolation the greater the difficulty
If you just try you can fit in and not sacrifice your identity
Son I know school is hard but if you work pass the strife
You can move on and get started on a better life
Hiding alone commiserating won't get you a wife
Maybe you should volunteer or apply for a part time job
Learn the art of small talk, connections and hobnob
Just make a few friends and try not to be a slob
I know getting out of your own world ain't easy
But the longer the isolation the greater the difficulty
If you just try you can fit in and not sacrifice your identity
Poetry Post 221
Big Brother Vs Religious Pacifist
Big Brother cannot destroy a religious pacifist
Because a power greater than yourself shows you how to resist
Flesh can be conquered or sell itself out
But the spirit with faith holds its ideals without doubt
Flesh cannot defile spirit with violence
But the truth it bears speaks through death's silence
Those who witness truth are eternally in truth's memory
Outliving, in principle, the oppressor and the enemy
Possessed
Sorry I didn't hear a word you said
Because of the voices screaming in my head
Telling me I'd be better off dead
I can't get rid of the demons from under my bed
How
Oh how do I find a wife who will love with devotion
"Just hide your true emotion"
Oh how will I find a lasting friend
"Just keep up with the trend"
Can't I find love by being me
"Not outside the family"
Well then I'm going to quit ahead
Since my identity must be dead
Big Brother cannot destroy a religious pacifist
Because a power greater than yourself shows you how to resist
Flesh can be conquered or sell itself out
But the spirit with faith holds its ideals without doubt
Flesh cannot defile spirit with violence
But the truth it bears speaks through death's silence
Those who witness truth are eternally in truth's memory
Outliving, in principle, the oppressor and the enemy
Possessed
Sorry I didn't hear a word you said
Because of the voices screaming in my head
Telling me I'd be better off dead
I can't get rid of the demons from under my bed
How
Oh how do I find a wife who will love with devotion
"Just hide your true emotion"
Oh how will I find a lasting friend
"Just keep up with the trend"
Can't I find love by being me
"Not outside the family"
Well then I'm going to quit ahead
Since my identity must be dead
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