Alfred Barna

Alfred Barna Poems

1. Access Denied 12/8/2013
2. All That Can Be 11/11/2015
3. Am I Free? 4/26/2013
4. As If You Had To Ask 2/2/2014
5. Battle Of Mind, Won By The Heart 11/7/2014
6. Before I Knew The World 3/25/2013
7. Before The Bullets 10/1/2014
8. Beware The Men 3/31/2013
9. Blessed Are The Peacemakers 7/17/2015
10. Blinded We Are 3/31/2013
11. Blinding Light 4/3/2014
12. Burned By What We Desire 3/8/2013
13. Cinema Noir 3/8/2013
14. Classes: Ruling, Fooling, And Drooling 9/21/2014
15. Dance Of The Sugar Plum Elite 3/19/2016
16. Dancing In The Twilight 3/15/2015
17. Dark Tower 12/15/2016
18. Death 3/10/2013
19. Desire To Break Free 1/16/2014
20. Doctoring 4/3/2013
21. Dream Better 2/7/2016
22. Enemy Of My Own Creation 6/3/2015
23. Enemy Within 7/14/2013
24. Entertain Me, While I Slowly Die 5/14/2015
25. Eschelarkey 12/12/2016
26. Even Cattle Must Be Heard 4/19/2015
27. Full Sail 5/25/2016
28. Game Of Insane 12/9/2015
29. Give Me The Breeze And The Bees 5/16/2014
30. Heaven Waits For Us Like Home 4/20/2014
31. Hidden Truths 3/16/2013
32. Hide And Seek (So People Forget) 7/18/2013
33. Home 3/16/2013
34. Hope Into A Hole 1/27/2013
35. How Do You Build A Berg? 6/9/2013
36. I Cry For The Butterfly -new- 1/12/2017
37. I Just Need Some Water 7/16/2013
38. Just Enough Time 1/7/2014
39. Just Hold The Line 3/30/2014
40. Kings Are Not Kings 10/29/2016
Best Poem of Alfred Barna

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
All your dreams will be fulfilled
And you’ll have friends, where you go
No matter how plain or unskilled
You will be the star of the show
It’ll take just a bit of money
Just like the sweetest drops of honey
Just a little bit of money
Money, money, money, money

You want some respect
You just like to feel revered
You want some loving aspect
You want to know that someone cared
You’ll find plenty of sycophants
Catering to ...

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Cinema Noir

I don't care about the third world dregs
I just want to empty frat party kegs
I don't want to have to go outside
I have my X-box to entertain my brain
Graphic violence and suicide
But there's always a life to regain
Through the PC they deliver to my door
After all that's what the hired help is for
I make the millions by trawling cyberspace

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