Aug. 30, 2011

Poems By Donny Welch

From Lonely Dragon by Donny Welch (author's profile)

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Hey. Here is a couple more of my poems, and I'm going to rant about our ever so lovely government a bit. Hope you enjoy it all.

Peace. :)
Donny

Dark Plan
What is this,
rotting my brain?
I'm sweating in hatred.
I'm stinking with pain.

Unjustified lust,
barely contained.
A lack of conscience,
hardly sain.

I want to feel love.
I need to get laid.
These ridiculous rules,
coat us in rage.

Forgotten, broken hearted,
release me from my cage.
A fucked up life,
only one more stage.

I sit on the front steps of insanity
And watch the rest of the world pass by.
Struggling to contain the beast within
Although it seems a battle I cannot win.
I'm searching for the answers, the truth unspoken.
A desire to end it all, my wrist laid open.

My heart is still longing for what you refuse,
capturing my soul through constant abuse.
I reach for the promise but the hope burns my hand,
A life not worth living, following your dark plan.

By Donny Welch + Freak

Homeless No Human
Watching the workers leave the site,
the skeleton of a building so tall,
tired but proud of the work they have done,
their paychecks in hand scream of strength

Families await in home that is warm.
A dinner to share with all whom they love.

With a tear in my eye I pray for some luck
I stand in the rain begging their change.
So my wife and my son can have something to eat.
My hand out in hope but my head hung in defeat.

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Taxes. Talk about criminal behavior.

Let me tell you that every convict I have ever done time has the greatest respect for the world's biggest thief, our government. We are amazed at the balls they show in robbing everyone and the mind-boggling thing about it is that they also pass laws, and that makes everything that they do legal. What a hustle. Check it out.

You have to pay them so that you can earn money at work = income tax. Now everything you buy with the money which you have already paid them to earn puts more money in their till = sales tax. Okay, now anything your bought with the money you already paid to earn and to spend which has retainable value, you have to pay them again just to keep = property tax. But you had better shut up and pay, or they will confiscate all your shit and put you in prison.

God bless America.

But don't feel bad. All the world's governments are doing or trying to do the same thing to their people, and if they try to stand up and fight this insanity our government will send us over to slap them around all in the name of freedom. It's good the people of the world won't put up with tyrants anymore or someone might try to put a stop to all this rampant "all men are created equal and pursuit of happiness" stuff.

Peace. :)
Donny

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