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.Discipline -> The Poet Tree (6/25/2008 18:41:56)
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Welcome the Poet Tree
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This tree stands alone in an empty grove,
It simply grows,
Pink fruit sits silently on the branches,
It simply grows,
A breeze storms up to sway the tree,
It simply grows,
Until the tree snaps in twain,
It will simply grow,
Until the poets are ready,
And then it will snap,
Giving thought to the waiting grove.
You have passed the world of sanity, but be not afraid, the world of madness is the same, but ever expanding.
A Fruit Falls
A fruit falls from a tree to the cold floor,
In the madness it is bruised,
Trampled and forgotten it provides nourishment no longer,
But a patch of damp on a traveller's shoe.
If I were that fruit,
Who would give a hoot?
If I just lay there,
Who would even care?
Not him.
Not her.
Not I.
A fruit falls from the tree to be snatched by a bird,
It bites through the tough skin,
To the core the fruit is pierced, the bird recoils,
Drops the fruit and it is gone.
If I were that fruit,
Who would give a hoot?
Snatched, killed in mid-air,
Who would even care?
Not him.
Not her.
Not I.
A fruit falls from a tree to hit a boy on head,
He takes a bite, the fruit is sour,
Tainted from the plight of it's brethren,
How can it remain sweet?
If I were that fruit,
Who would give a hoot?
Tainted by despair,
Who would even care?
Not him.
Not her.
Not I.
Not us.
Panda
The panda walks into a bar,
Orders bamboo from afar,
He eats and eats without a care,
And fires a gun into the air.
The panda walks to a cafe,
Orders twig bits from Bombay,
He eats and eats without a care,
And fires a gun into the air.
The panda walks into an inn,
He orders watercress cut thin,
He eats and eats without a care,
And fires a gun into the air.
A man who sees this asks the bear,
What on Earth he's doing there,
The panda states that he believes,
The panda bear 'Eat shoots and leaves'.
And the Sea Rose
I was born on that single stone,
And the sea rose,
I never could have really known,
And the sea rose,
The base around erodes away,
And the sea rose,
Until that final fateful day,
And the sea rose.
I never thought my time would end,
And the sea rose,
I never knew it would depend,
And the sea rose,
On the ever rising blue,
And the sea rose,
My mind stormed in with thoughts of you.
And the sea rose.
Until that time was washed ashore,
And the sea rose,
I could not cling on anymore,
And the sea rose,
The sea rose up into the sky,
And the sea rose,
We aren't mortal until we die.
And the sea did not rise.
Give it a Meaning
I forget,
What you meant to me,
I forget,
What I'm s'posed to be,
I forget,
If it's false or true,
I forget,
And it's just because...
Of you.
Give it a meaning,
Human life requires a meaning,
I'm sitting here bleeding,
Wondering what the hell I have to do.
I don't regret,
Even being here,
I don't regret,
All the wasted years,
I don't regret,
Starting over new,
I don't regret,
And it's just because...
Of you.
Give it a meaning,
Human life requires a meaning,
I'm sitting here bleeding,
Wondering what the hell I have to do.
I can't be set,
In a single state,
I can't be set,
But it's getting late,
I can't be set,
In things that I do,
I can't be set,
And it's all because...
Of you.
Give it a meaning,
Human life requires a meaning,
I'm sitting here bleeding,
Wondering what the hell I have to do.
Well I'll stay,
In this lie,
And won't even care,
If I live or die,
And I'm trapped,
In this room,
And I hope you know,
It's all because...
Of you.
Give it a meaning,
Human life requires a meaning,
I'm sitting here bleeding,
Wondering what the hell I have to do.
Wondering what the hell I have to do.
Wondering what the hell I... have... to... do.
The Scorpion
It chases through the burning heat,
Co-ordinating creeping feet,
But this is not the only thing,
Beware of it's destructive sting.
I'll end my life before it gets me,
I'll end my life before it gets me,
Through all my loss the insect gains,
Its perfect hate flows through my veins.
The sound of clicking growing still,
The insect moves in for the kill,
Stay out of this foul hunter's way,
Or fall a victim as its prey.
I'll end my life before it gets me,
I'll end my life before it gets me,
Through all my loss the insect gains,
Its poison now flows through my veins.
The parents run, the children cry,
The victim left there, just to die,
The scorpion strikes instant fear,
And killed one that we all held dear.
I'll end my life before it gets me,
I'll end my life before it gets me,
Through all my loss the insect gains,
Its poisoned goal destroys my brain.
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