Jack the Ripper Poems

Smoke a cigar, end up dead
Eat a steak, end up dead
Drink too much, end up dead
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Life is to a prison
As dirt is to a mole
It's all we've ever known
Because we've never seen the whole.
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What did you expect of us?
It's not like you made us to be successful, you arrogant deity.
If we were created in your image...
Why do we fight with such ferocity?
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If music is poetry...
And poetry is life...
Music must be life.
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Guns of grace, guns of grace,
You wish for a faster way to die?
Guns of grace, guns of grace,
The guns of grace can supply.
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Everything is based on perspective
There is only one absolute truth, and that is
That there is only one absolute truth.
So who are you to say what I did was wrong?
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Success is a person that you sit in front of your house for
But they never show up
And you decide, well...
It's probably warmer inside, anyway.
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I saw a turtle smashed on the side of the road the other day.
Judgement came swiftly flying from above in the form of a ridged tire;
His shell was splintered into a circular pattern of triangles
And his body was crushed beyond recognition.
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If you insult someone you might stunt
Their inclination to become what they dream to be,
And we know the world would be a horrible place
With one less writer want-to-be.
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The spoken word of a child is often overlooked,
What the newborn says is more then often severly mistook
As garbage, as ignorance, as foolishness, as naiveté of word...
But didn't we used to think the same
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