Bri Mar Poems

In my quest to enthral,
My inner desires,
To detest one and all,
Really fuelled my fires.
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In our search for the ‘'TRUTH''
We are being uncouth,
What we do is destroy the facts,
When we finally stand in Gods witness booth,
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What is living,
If you don't meet death,
Is it so unforgiving,
To take that last breath.
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Conscience and guilt are intertwined,
Not soundly built to hurt they're designed,
They'll trap you like silt as you're undermined,
The net is closing in fast.
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The one called Human,
The intelligent being,
Classed as Man and Woman,
Believe they're all seeing.
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The female and male,
Are worlds apart,
The facts will prevail,
So let's make a start.
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I'm about to die,
So I will not lie,
It's with a feeling of trepidation,
Death you cannot quantify,
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Our time is over,
As above us they hover,
We've confirmed their very worst fears,
It's time to get rid of their wild rover,
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I've had a thought,
It will form a verse.
I feel distraught,
It's made me terse.
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I've been told I'm now in training,
To blow myself to bits,
The first thing is to brainwash me,
So the idea nicely fits.
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