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. Death 3/10/2013
18. Desire To Break Free 1/16/2014
19. Doctoring 4/3/2013
20. Dream Better 2/7/2016
21. Enemy Of My Own Creation 6/3/2015
22. Enemy Within 7/14/2013
23. Entertain Me, While I Slowly Die 5/14/2015
24. Even Cattle Must Be Heard 4/19/2015
25. Full Sail 5/25/2016
26. Game Of Insane 12/9/2015
27. Give Me The Breeze And The Bees 5/16/2014
28. Heaven Waits For Us Like Home 4/20/2014
29. Hidden Truths 3/16/2013
30. Hide And Seek (So People Forget) 7/18/2013
31. Home 3/16/2013
32. Hope Into A Hole 1/27/2013
33. How Do You Build A Berg? 6/9/2013
34. I Just Need Some Water 7/16/2013
35. Just Enough Time 1/7/2014
36. Just Hold The Line 3/30/2014
37. Lab Rat 2/7/2013
38. Laws Of Men 6/30/2013
39. Lest I Die Before I Am Dead 5/9/2016
40. Love Is Time Well Spent 6/18/2013
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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