<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:39:50.700-08:00</updated><category term='Corruption'/><category term='Deception'/><category term='Daddy'/><category term='Hatred'/><title type='text'>My Poetry Dark</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-7803577636754875782</id><published>2011-05-19T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T19:56:17.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider Bait</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love of money breeds hatred and contempt&lt;br /&gt;Your greed plants the seed of jealousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be about your ways&lt;br /&gt;Play with your rope of plenty&lt;br /&gt;Twist it turn it place it around your neck&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful necklace of gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bold are your ways&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of new stories to be told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your lies for profit&lt;br /&gt;Rope being taken by the foot, yard and mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once enough let out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thread of your web has you trapped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off with your head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spider bait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GJL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-7803577636754875782?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/7803577636754875782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=7803577636754875782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/7803577636754875782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/7803577636754875782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2011/05/spider-bait.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Spider Bait&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-4854051104404049572</id><published>2011-03-06T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T17:32:01.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Perfect World</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;My stepmother would not have stolen my father from my mother,&lt;br /&gt;for the property of my Grandmother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world,&lt;br /&gt;The judge in the guardianship hearings,&lt;br /&gt;Would not be the old prosecutor who forced me to plead guilty,&lt;br /&gt;To the crimes that others committed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guilty plea covered up their lies,&lt;br /&gt;My lie demanded by the prosecutor and my lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world,&lt;br /&gt;My stepmother would not encourage my father to commit suicide,&lt;br /&gt;To acquire the property of my Grandmother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world I would not have to cry,&lt;br /&gt;Separated,&lt;br /&gt;hated, &lt;br /&gt;unloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world &lt;br /&gt;Brains would not be washed so easily contorted&lt;br /&gt;thoughts distorted&lt;br /&gt;Names would not be defamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;The police and judicial system would be above reproach&lt;br /&gt;They would seek out the lie&lt;br /&gt;Holding all to account&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;There would be no greed&lt;br /&gt;no need to steal to take from the ederly&lt;br /&gt;and the innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;I dream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality these hateful things have happened to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proving that this is not a perfect world, not for me.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-4854051104404049572?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/4854051104404049572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=4854051104404049572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/4854051104404049572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/4854051104404049572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-perfect-world.html' title='&lt;center&gt;In a Perfect World&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-8474336815294963697</id><published>2011-01-31T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T15:59:16.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feathers Fair</title><content type='html'>Short and long&lt;br /&gt;preened &lt;br /&gt;Warm and pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a radiant glow a call gathering up seed&lt;br /&gt;Nutrients consumed&lt;br /&gt;Food from grain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predator and Prey&lt;br /&gt;Swooping to the ground&lt;br /&gt;feathers strewn all around&lt;br /&gt;Nutrients consumed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cycle of life&lt;br /&gt;Just the scattered feathers remain of the turtle dove&lt;br /&gt;The Hawk flies up to perch&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning talons and then away&lt;br /&gt;To live for another day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-8474336815294963697?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/8474336815294963697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=8474336815294963697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/8474336815294963697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/8474336815294963697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2011/01/feathers-fair.html' title='Feathers Fair'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-3661784207240767644</id><published>2011-01-18T22:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T22:13:37.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take away from me</title><content type='html'>Take away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away from me my money my love&lt;br /&gt;Take away from me my dog, our happy home&lt;br /&gt;Take away from me my desire to hunt and race&lt;br /&gt;Take away from me your honest grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away from me my children&lt;br /&gt;Take away from me my father and grandmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away from me the truth that I care most about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away from me the church, communion, and fellowship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away from me that I might feel love once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in return&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-3661784207240767644?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/3661784207240767644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=3661784207240767644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/3661784207240767644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/3661784207240767644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-away-from-me.html' title='Take away from me'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-4455376697158717474</id><published>2011-01-15T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T11:55:00.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She never knew</title><content type='html'>She never knew &lt;br /&gt;She never knew the love we could share&lt;br /&gt;She never knew the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His stare and One drawn near&lt;br /&gt;Her glare, repelled advances&lt;br /&gt;They never knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's gentle touch and warm embrace&lt;br /&gt;Tender kisses, Loves juices flowing deep inside&lt;br /&gt;With desire as such both beauty and grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twisted limbs into the night&lt;br /&gt;The taste of love and delight&lt;br /&gt;Waking in the morning light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never knew&lt;br /&gt;The key to love&lt;br /&gt;Unlocking the closed door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let him in&lt;br /&gt;She never knew&lt;br /&gt;Her love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frozen cold&lt;br /&gt;Melted in the light of the sun&lt;br /&gt;Drawn back into the dark of the Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never knew&lt;br /&gt;The taste of living waters&lt;br /&gt;They never truly knew each other&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-4455376697158717474?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-1953866029846937291</id><published>2009-09-27T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T18:39:38.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a Bad Man?</title><content type='html'>I'm the Bad man I wanna play I wanna do my own thing today&lt;br /&gt;I wanna share my time &lt;br /&gt;Show my children how to have some fun &lt;br /&gt;I wanna teach the world to run &lt;br /&gt;I want respect and friendship &lt;br /&gt;I'm the bad man, that is what my neighbor told his son, &lt;br /&gt;I'm the bad man, that is why I was kicked out of the church and hurt, &lt;br /&gt;I'm the bad man, for standing up for the truth, &lt;br /&gt;I'm the bad man, &lt;br /&gt;Believe the lies and color your eyes, &lt;br /&gt;blind and deaf to the testimony of the deaf and dumb... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the bad man, because the detective lied, &lt;br /&gt;I'm the bad man that wanted the proof to see his reprimand in writing, &lt;br /&gt;I'm the bad man... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking to prove the truth, &lt;br /&gt;I'm the bad man... &lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and try to make me cry, &lt;br /&gt;I'm the bad man, and I've been tortured for the lies told all around... &lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who had a gun put to his head, and forced medications, violated and injected and I'm the bad man... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a family suffering, the consequences of the lies of liars and preconceptions of evil actors who want me to be the bad man... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tear, for the fear, of another accusation... &lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to handle another misrepresentation, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the bad man, you would have to know me better than that to know I'm not the bad man... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the lies, caught in the traps of the bad men, so sad... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was had, taken to the cleaners, emptied and bullied, cleaned out, punished for telling the truth, and what remains? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A broken frame, a structure of shame Words in shambles, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halls and walls leveled as roofs come crashing down, the foundations shake what was up will come down, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final act, the conquest, the light breaking through into morning, the darkness penetrated broken exposed to shine for all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Back To:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=http://tgwbmyblogposts.blogspot.com/2009/03/social-sciences.html &gt;Social Sciences&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=http://tgwbmyblogposts.blogspot.com/2009/04/organized-religion.html&gt;Organized Religion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href=http://tgwbmyblogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/communati.html&gt;  Indexing and Organizing My Writings and Posts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-1953866029846937291?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/1953866029846937291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=1953866029846937291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/1953866029846937291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/1953866029846937291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2009/09/am-i-bad-man.html' title='Am I a Bad Man?'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-1184601991857073671</id><published>2009-09-22T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:46:11.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Better or Worse until Dead...</title><content type='html'>Let No one Ever put us asunder, but that which would kill is a lie and abuse, emotional is physical and combined will surely cause a relationship die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How I despise those lies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divorce the breaking of the bonds that once brought together in love that has ended,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that is not true is built upon a lie, and will end up separated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Church that bound us together is the key that leads us to our separation with a fouled intervention built upon fabrication of information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How I despise those lies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For better or worse until death due us part, a lie perpetrated over and over again, leads to the death of our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Our love sealed with a kiss, broken by the lies that tear at the heart, two that once beat as one, broken and destroyed by lies and abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I married for the sake of Love not to be abused, for better or worse in sickness and in health, but the lie that would harm the mind is unkind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How I despise those lies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The assassin in our bed has left something dead, while you and I survive the lie has killed what was once brought together in love our marriage has suffered by your words, and works, you and the others have put us asunder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How I despise those lies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you do not know Jesus in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foundation of your love is weak and crumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Church walls tumbling down with the lies told all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another marriage destroyed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the courts and the church and the lies allowed to persist... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How I despise those lies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctors deeds in need of being exposed along with the facts that have not yet been disclosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This case is not yet closed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because I despise those lies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-1184601991857073671?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/1184601991857073671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=1184601991857073671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/1184601991857073671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/1184601991857073671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-better-or-worse-until-dead.html' title='For Better or Worse until Dead...'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-8725720907902765677</id><published>2009-08-29T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T12:07:46.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excommunication Shunned</title><content type='html'>The Omission of information&lt;br /&gt;Leads to the conviction and separation&lt;br /&gt;The innocent in incarceration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind bars lies a web interconnected&lt;br /&gt;Liars hide the truth found on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the people on the right at the helm&lt;br /&gt;a multitude of people and the lies that they tell&lt;br /&gt;will lead them all into a type of hell, separation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examination will reveal the truth (Repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path to forgiveness is to ask &lt;br /&gt;to acknowledge and be accountable for our own actions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salvation will not be given to those who are not repentant of their sin&lt;br /&gt;So it is written especially for those making false accusations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon this the church and the leaders stand upon a broken foundation&lt;br /&gt;A fragmented establishment built upon (mid-rash) faulty information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth will give you liberation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-8725720907902765677?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/8725720907902765677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=8725720907902765677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/8725720907902765677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/8725720907902765677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2009/08/excommunication-shunned.html' title='Excommunication Shunned'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-556479021177330766</id><published>2009-08-09T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:13:42.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corruption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hatred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deception'/><title type='text'>Did you hate my daddy?</title><content type='html'>The women who hate the father, &lt;br /&gt;generations teaching children to hate daddy&lt;br /&gt;This is their legacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first there was loved turned inside out &lt;br /&gt;with the help of people from outside the relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts not told, lies to behold ire to provoke and then&lt;br /&gt;they gather upon the victim to feast upon his flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kill the spirit of good and trade in for the evil they desire&lt;br /&gt;Their souls will be sent to the fire in the center of a black hole&lt;br /&gt;all evil will be eliminated, extinguished  compressed into oblivion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children are not to associate with the father, &lt;br /&gt;The father is going to be kept from the children,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep away, a game that children play, this evil in our family&lt;br /&gt;Corruption and sin blessed by the evil church the brainwashed minds&lt;br /&gt;Evil people create hatred with lies and with greed they spoil the offspring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate my daddy?&lt;br /&gt;As you contemplate there are things that you should regret&lt;br /&gt;Did your daddy hate you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prove your love you prove your hate,&lt;br /&gt;The contempt will perpetuate the hate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Daddy hate Daddy?&lt;br /&gt;Did you make the children hate their daddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensnared by Mommies lies, &lt;br /&gt;Their marriage will certainly die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy commits suicide his wicked wife encouraged him to die!&lt;br /&gt;Or was it murder? Bang a bullet to the head... &lt;br /&gt;Why did she have to lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjury is still a crime right along with suicide,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth she hides behind blades to her own wrists,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut your ties with many lies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prove your love is really hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign it and hide it, harden your heart and worship the evil created by man&lt;br /&gt;Worship inside buildings with man made foundations&lt;br /&gt;Sing songs to an evil creation for your salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unrepentant lie remains alive even after your body will die,&lt;br /&gt;Your sin will continue to live with the children you teach to hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The circle of life ins't it great, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We allow only a little corruption to guide our ways and the evil festers&lt;br /&gt;A new manifestation of evil grows from one little lie after another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your world plundered because you couldn't follow Daddy's instructions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-556479021177330766?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/556479021177330766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=556479021177330766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/556479021177330766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/556479021177330766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2009/08/did-you-hate-my-daddy.html' title='Did you hate my daddy?'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-8453436709382619337</id><published>2009-04-17T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:36:46.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Evil Trail</title><content type='html'>Our trials of Evil have followed a trail &lt;br /&gt;Passing through house to house through out the land&lt;br /&gt;The Evil travels through nation from one to the next promoted&lt;br /&gt;Permitted to enslave and capture the property of those who were once free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom to own a home with no need to roam the Evil traveled through belief&lt;br /&gt;The Faith of the religious provided a veil where the Evil could hide inside&lt;br /&gt;The word Grace and salvation provided leverage for the Evil to conspire &lt;br /&gt;The leaders took advantage of the power to control Empires great and small&lt;br /&gt;Happiness passed into torment when the practices of the terrorists were found&lt;br /&gt;Rooted in words that were not true&lt;br /&gt;The liars could feel the crumbling walls coming down &lt;br /&gt;The trembling revealed false foundations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The History of Evil begins from cultures of old, passed from one generation unto the next. Recorded from Sumeria into Hebrew passed on into Rome all through Europe and into all Eastern and Western Religions the Evil pervades and thrives behind the lies to be revealed with the lifted veil of what Evil really is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil lies and steals willing to kill, Evil is as Evil always was, a corrupt way of thinking, dividing being divisive, splitting or separating owners from their property and families, enslaving the free preventing the rights of individuals and denying a quality defense by refusing to hear or read the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil is not in form, Evil is destructive and leads to nothing, There is no Evil thing yet Evil exists and is practiced by people who are not Good. Evil does not Love and with out Love there is no life and the practice of Evil will bring you and others to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure Evil is absent all light caught in a vacuum that no one and nothing can escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell a lie, promote a lie or allow a lie to exist and bring in more darkness into our existence the world will remove and cleanse as much as it can for our creation is Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Light of Love will remove the Darkness exposing the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two paths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; One path leads to destruction into an absence where a vacuum is created&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; One path leads to life eternal in the light of love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-8453436709382619337?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/8453436709382619337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=8453436709382619337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/8453436709382619337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/8453436709382619337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2009/04/evil-trail.html' title='The Evil Trail'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-3326650219115529214</id><published>2009-03-14T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:02:48.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twisted Torment</title><content type='html'>Descriptions of future events, &lt;br /&gt;Lies told to behold, a myth to prove what is only half the truth.&lt;br /&gt;The abuse, unfettered proof that by disguise they hide from reality,&lt;br /&gt;Intentions to deceive and make us all their unsuspecting victims,&lt;br /&gt;Terrorism &lt;br /&gt;Nightmares by day, we share &lt;br /&gt;Life provoked emotions filled with rage&lt;br /&gt;Twisted words turned back with out thought&lt;br /&gt;Shattered pieces explode&lt;br /&gt;Dancing silver scattered &lt;br /&gt;Individuals tattered&lt;br /&gt;Torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are shoved into realities bleak&lt;br /&gt;Peasants feast is a treat double billed and have nothing to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words in court give shallow victory and the gain is quickly stolen away,&lt;br /&gt;Silenced realities punished again unable to seek help and stop the crime, the abuse&lt;br /&gt;Life is of no use, when bullies enter in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidnapping and stealing the wealth of the old,&lt;br /&gt;For pleasures forbidden and untold&lt;br /&gt;The sordid tale is still to unfold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-3326650219115529214?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/3326650219115529214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=3326650219115529214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/3326650219115529214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/3326650219115529214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2009/03/twisted-torment.html' title='Twisted Torment'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-7969448775074127999</id><published>2008-05-12T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T16:52:17.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ire of Love</title><content type='html'>Love is what we require, &lt;br /&gt;Love is our desire,&lt;br /&gt;To be touched body and mind&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't &lt;br /&gt;We couldn't&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to find a Lady&lt;br /&gt;To be my baby&lt;br /&gt;A perfect woman not filled with hate&lt;br /&gt;My Soul Mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is left behind &lt;br /&gt;The wrath of a lie&lt;br /&gt;Past mistakes wasted in time&lt;br /&gt;A terrible rhyme &lt;br /&gt;An odd couple brought together running from abuse&lt;br /&gt;Abused &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tear swollen eyes&lt;br /&gt;Lies filled the divide&lt;br /&gt;Lies to be despised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot the I's &lt;br /&gt;Sign the lies&lt;br /&gt;Sell your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An axe to the past&lt;br /&gt;No present, the future is lost&lt;br /&gt;As simple acts, sign away the truth&lt;br /&gt;Lies rule in the darkness hidden in shadows&lt;br /&gt;The consequences of abuse is no gift&lt;br /&gt;The cost is dramatic, calculated&lt;br /&gt;Articulated and passed&lt;br /&gt;Until exposed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The naked truth&lt;br /&gt;Is freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberty&lt;br /&gt;Love cures&lt;br /&gt;Pure Love&lt;br /&gt;Lives in and on&lt;br /&gt;One to one and face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not a disgrace&lt;br /&gt;Love is respect&lt;br /&gt;One to another&lt;br /&gt;Body and Mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-7969448775074127999?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/7969448775074127999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=7969448775074127999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/7969448775074127999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/7969448775074127999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2008/05/ire-of-love.html' title='The Ire of Love'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-8750041217197497892</id><published>2008-04-23T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T18:34:43.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Lied</title><content type='html'>She said that she loved me, she lied,&lt;br /&gt;When we lay together she lied,&lt;br /&gt;She said that she wanted to stay together she lied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her mind she was filled with anger and pain&lt;br /&gt;Her body loved my touch, she lied,&lt;br /&gt;Her nonverbal communication would tell the truth, she lied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She enjoyed causing me pain, I was the target of her disdain,&lt;br /&gt;Mother you hurt me, you took pleasure in being cruel,&lt;br /&gt;You made me out to be a fool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weep torrents of tears like rain&lt;br /&gt;My emotional pain executed by another back stabber&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-8750041217197497892?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/8750041217197497892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=8750041217197497892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/8750041217197497892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/8750041217197497892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2008/04/she-lied.html' title='She Lied'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393843459314203374.post-6845207276032658654</id><published>2007-12-01T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T17:58:25.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the night</title><content type='html'>In the night&lt;br /&gt;Daydreams turn into nightmares&lt;br /&gt;Full of fright&lt;br /&gt;No end in sight&lt;br /&gt;Caught in the mire no release&lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;Falling &lt;br /&gt;In search of Angels&lt;br /&gt;Looking for lift&lt;br /&gt;A touch&lt;br /&gt;A rising pillar&lt;br /&gt;The one who understands&lt;br /&gt;Reaching out for that hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The penalty for being good is to be punished&lt;br /&gt;The good always get punished when they are alone unsupported&lt;br /&gt;The punishment is a continuation of Earthly abuse&lt;br /&gt;The bullies punish the good&lt;br /&gt;The bullies are corrupt&lt;br /&gt;Expose the bullies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine the light in the dark &lt;br /&gt;Show the truth&lt;br /&gt;Share the truth&lt;br /&gt;Show you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen and hear&lt;br /&gt;See and speak out against the crimes of the criminals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expose the bullies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharpen your pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show with a sign&lt;br /&gt;This is where the lying detective works&lt;br /&gt;This is the church of the pastor that protects liars, and lies &lt;br /&gt;Don't you think they should all cry when the judge proclaims "So you think you're a Christian, well you're a liar!" In response to the perjured testimony that the judge allowed to convict the innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Where's the outrage&lt;br /&gt;Why don't they see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death and destruction the proof of a heart that is not in communion with the one and only GOD the life force that created ALL Life. Life inevitable could be better if we all work together for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the nightmare that continues&lt;br /&gt;Lies and Liars are exposing their hearts&lt;br /&gt;You'll know you are of this world by the lies you tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you made of your story?&lt;br /&gt;What is your history?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When from the future what truth will be revealed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart beating and bleeding lying on the ground, for the lies exposed for all to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn out&lt;br /&gt;Pulled apart&lt;br /&gt;Split in two&lt;br /&gt;tearing one half away&lt;br /&gt;A sad day, &lt;br /&gt;A terrible night&lt;br /&gt;wiping off the tears&lt;br /&gt;Terrorized on a cold night&lt;br /&gt;Guns and Cuffs&lt;br /&gt;The good must be punished&lt;br /&gt;By lies, signed sealed and delivered&lt;br /&gt;By the power of the pen&lt;br /&gt;By the hand of the liar&lt;br /&gt;The kiss of death&lt;br /&gt;Betrayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handed over to be abused&lt;br /&gt;Violated, the victim is violated again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perform your lies for another liar&lt;br /&gt;Perform your song and lie to the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Perform you're evil, selfish ways&lt;br /&gt;Perform for evil for there is no good in your lies&lt;br /&gt;Perform for the world, for GOD is not where your evil exists&lt;br /&gt;Perform for nothing and enjoy the memories of the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know it is the lies I despise&lt;br /&gt;I am not listening to the liar perform I am not performing lies&lt;br /&gt;I am not found in a building built by the hands of men and women who worship from a book that they wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am where I am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5393843459314203374-6845207276032658654?l=tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/feeds/6845207276032658654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5393843459314203374&amp;postID=6845207276032658654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/6845207276032658654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5393843459314203374/posts/default/6845207276032658654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgwbmypoetrydark.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-night.html' title='In the night'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04338663788643861497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tinypic.com/j5c8yt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
