Life ...

Life ...

A Poem by Dannee Rafmaninoff

Why must we squirm, why must we shiver,

To be judged by God makes me quiver.

Men judge too and some are satanic,

They try to make other people panic.

I've done some wrong ,  I've done some right,

Why do some people just want to make you fight!

The hell to you I'm better than that,

To join your side would make me a rat.

Age knows more than youth ever did,

To spit on you would make me a fool,

But you spat on me to see what I'd do,

I wish you would have spat on your shoe!

The generation gap can narrow if we used common sense -

Treat me right - I'll treat you too,

Heavy Metal music makes me feel like a fool.

You try to blast away my world with your satanic sounds,

To bomb my ears 'til I fall in surrender,

I might fall but when you're gone,

I'll raise myself up and sing a happy love song,

You think you've won for a couple of seconds,

But your hateful sounds will never get you to heaven,

You'll rot in hell 'til you join the right game,

Hurting others doesn't cause joy - it causes pain.

So do unto others as you would have them do unto you,

When I was young it was hard for me too!!!

PEACE , LOVE , CHARITY. ADVANCE DON'T RETARD!!!

"There never was such a thing as a good war, nor a bad peace." (Benjamin Franklin)

© 2009 Dannee Rafmaninoff


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Added on March 12, 2009

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Dannee Rafmaninoff
Dannee Rafmaninoff

Montreal, Canada



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I write poetry to ease my mind, seek adventure and realize a life I could never attain in reality. My poems are a release of energy, strain or a searching of ideas i cannot experience but that exist.. more..

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