Biography of Alfred Barna
Alfred Barna Poems
Money, Money, Money, Money
I know I have the answers I’m sure I have the cure Immaculate cars, pretty dancers That will thrill you right to the core
Within Without, Without Within
Within Without Modern dilemma of dichotomy Rules the day Whisperings dotting in the shadows
Burned By What We Desire
Everywhere, it seems someone has something to tell you And at every turn, there is someone with something to sell you But we all go; down our own roads The truth is a journey through the lies
Am I Free?
Politicians and media proclaim I am free Never mind the prison walls all around me Right wing, left wing flying upon all our backs Thieving private bankers cover up their tracks
Wishing, Waiting, And Wanted
Wishing, waiting, and wanted My photograph in a dossier Tormented apparition, I am haunted By the things I see today
Wizard In Glass
Encased in your tower, which no luxury can surpass You manipulate your ant farm and you laugh You control the real estate, currencies, oil and gas You sit like Ramses and you tap down your staff
We Must Take The World
The banks and corporations Can't afford for the people to think They hand out all the portions Of aspartame to chew and drink
Heaven Waits For Us Like Home
Although the sorrow has dried from my eyes Daily your memories flow down inside Many things you have taught me, have made me wise Although some lessons have taken years to reach through my pride
The Goal Is Control
In order to deny elite eye, of all humanity Means to deny them the weapons of our enmity Whether by religion, politics, or whatever that divides For all of them are tools. they use for our suicides
I have become a lab rat in a maze The latest fad and the latest craze Tracking me from the beginning to the end Every step I take and around every bend
Love Is Time Well Spent
Daughter of mine Seconds seem like such a crime Calendars have made of us paupers For no one shall be wealthy of time
What Will Come To Pass?
How has it been easy for us to condemn Men who have perpetrated what we have done, as bad Yet, have not revisited upon our actions once again Then within my heart, we've lost any argument we had
We Need Each Other
There is nothing hidden that shall not be revealed Open up the arts that you have cast concealed What you have done and what you have made Turning the world, and all life into a charade
Dancing In The Twilight
Just like the wounded love of a battered child Is twisted to accept the trauma of evil fare The elites have tortured us, yet still they cruelly smile Proclaiming their motherly need to take us in their care
Hope Into A Hole
Hope into a hole
Loss of all control
Madmen at the wheel
Do you know how we feel?
Virtual but in real sense
So is ignorance
Can you claim?
No one is to blame?
Close your eyes in the mirror