Alfred Barna

Alfred Barna Poems

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
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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
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Wishing, waiting, and wanted
My photograph in a dossier
Tormented apparition, I am haunted
By the things I see today
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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
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One cannot think
And blindly follow
As a horrid potion one must drink
And kindly swallow
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Oh, behold a golden ring
Do you admire such a thing?
Those who sweat out to mine the ore
Remain so gritty, meek, and poor
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Within Without
Modern dilemma of dichotomy
Rules the day
Whisperings dotting in the shadows
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The banks and corporations
Can't afford for the people to think
They hand out all the portions
Of aspartame to chew and drink
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Extremism only leads to evermore extreme
All in all, it just adds on to controller meme
Because no one sees when blinded men will hate
Injustice will never make things that are just
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10.

Death is the anchor, by which our sins are tied
It is the executor of our foolish pride
It is only by realization of our mortal senses
We stop bickering with walls, fighting with fences
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Staring at the stars
Who am I, but one heart beating?
In this world of ours
I am but a glimmer and fleeting
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We die in our desires
To fulfill many things we wish to do
Yet hope is in the fires
Of which drives our toils and strengthens anew
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Who's behind the mask?
Hidden from view, not taken to task
There have always been things
Which have gotten us ill
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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
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You say, you are doing all things for the greater good
And doing to others, what nobody ever should
Harvesting from the world, yet not a single sweat dropped from your brow
Yet telling toiler and sowers you own the world, and you’ll tell them how
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I write these words, in dedication to my mother
As with most of us, a teacher like no other
Who has witnessed so much in her days
And impressed upon her children: see through the maze
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You can see the plans for distraction
You can see the moves to split us apart
Eventually, we are paralyzed into inaction
So called masterminds knew that from the start
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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
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Daughter of mine
Seconds seem like such a crime
Calendars have made of us paupers
For no one shall be wealthy of time
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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
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The 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 your every desire
A menagerie of madness not by chance
Beckoning you ever closer to the fire
All it takes is just a bit of money
Just like the sweetest drops of honey
Just a little bit of money
Money, money, money, money

You say you want to run this world
Puppet Master, part gambler too?
All the riches you will soon unfurl
Wall Street and banker are you
You can climb this hill so much faster
By making greater the ranks of the poor
Profiting mightily from their disaster
After all what are useless eaters for?
All it takes is just a bit of money
Just like the sweetest drops of honey
Just a little bit of money
Money, money, money, money

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The trident of satan has three tines, one for bodies, one for souls, and one for minds.

Within any of man's ideologies; be it political, scientific, religious, or social; which at their heart contains the necessity to coerce, kill, or control all which oppose them, are the greatest sources of man's misery and lack of understanding.

Be wary of those who seek to divide, they have much to gain, and much to hide.

Today, there are suicide nets around factories in China because of their miserable conditions, tomorrow, there will be nets around the world, as the New World Order spreads their misery to the world.

Anyone who can accept the idea of perpetual war, has already accepted the idea of perpetual ignorance.

The end cannot always be justified by the means, when the means cannot be justified. Thus, making the end unjust.

Welcome to the new era, where book burnings will be a virtual thing, and classics that speak against the new tyranny will be sanitized in a quantum second, and their very existence will exist only in deep recesses of the mind of the heretic.

The fate of mankind is to have blind faith in this intelligence and have no fear of his ignorance, when he should have fear of his intelligence and faith in his ignorance, for in his ignorance he gains true intelligence of which he was unaware..

History is not only written by the victors, but the last pages were a paid for advertisement, placed long before the prologue, or introductions were put to pen.

It is best that all joy be shared, but sorrow born upon the solace of ones soul, is born deepest alone.

There is no virtual reality. It's either reality or it isn't.

The history that you forget, is the future you will remember.

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