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• Iris
  by Anthony R. Plastino III

  I loved to watch you-how you grew, how very smart you were / I loved to watch you-in the becoming you shew so much promise / I loved to s…

• Football & Slavery
  by C.C. Arshagra

  Bought, sold, and paid for by the owners of the game / Just like in a real American election

  Bought, sold, and paid for by the owners of the game / Just like in a real American election / All National And International Rights Reserved. Contact the author to request permission to use. May be copied and distributed world wide only in its entirertiy and must include the full text of this notice and copyrigh. Inclulding the following staements and web address informantion. All critiques and questions are welcome. Email cc@ccapoet.com. This poem poem in audio from, read by C.C. Arshagra is available for you to hear now. Visit www.ccapoet.com.

• I am the whale of poems
  by C.C. Arshagra

  And I am just the whale of poems And you hate poems

  Gaia – The Living Planet

• ROSES ON FIRE - KIDS WHO KILLED IN WARS
  by Ushna Sardar

  let stop that fire / stop the War please!

  Its dedicated to all kids who killed in Wars! / / NOTE: / Its not about any particular War! It’s just against the War in this world! / It could be Vietnam, could be Attack on Pearl Harbor, 1st World War, 2nd World War, Afghanistan, IRAQ and anywhere! / / Just against the War!

• while we're COMPLAINING
  by VanSnuG

  Human, are WE?

  Let’s STONE Stephen!

• WARRIORS
  by Sally Omar

  WARRIORS they were / With blood-stained hands / Killing to defend / Their homeland Always lived in peace / Didn’t know war / Thing…

• WARRIORS OF GOOD
  by Sally Omar

  There is a land / Of harmony and peace / Where love and pleasure / Will never cease This is the place / Where time stood still / People rem…

  Thank you Julie!! This was inspired by Julie Marks’ Moonlight Rider…please check / out her other awesome artwork on RB…

• Tibet. Genocide is not a Postcard
  by lightsmith

  Snap Snap, Feign a grin, / The Peoples Camera is watching you, / You’d better hide the truth within, / Animals of the Peoples Zoo. The Wo…

  Since the unlawful Chinese occupation of Tibet in 1949 over a million Tibetans have been killed. This is not some ancient history thing – people are still being killed today. The cultural, religious and environmental destruction is sickenning. But who cares in the world? After all, Tibet has no oil. I wrote this many years ago, but it is sort of relevant today – especially with the Olympics focus coming. It’s time the world did something for a people who continuously fight for freedom, with peace. If ever a ‘fight’ deserved to win, it’s this one.

• Suicide (War)
  by Roscoe Davis III

  Killers of the Fathers, We were the causes of the orphans / Hell, we killed the orphans, This is war, this aint a pulpit, / Hell, this is h…

  One of my own personal favorites. / If you like this poem youll like How to kill and Batimore City

• KILLING TIME - By Anthony Hedger *(published)*
  by Anthony Hedger

  She felt like ripping it from the wall, opening the window and throwing it to the elements to see if the rain would shut the damn thing up.

  I won’t say anything about the story because all will be reviled especially about women. You can’t live with them and you certainly can’t live without them, bless then. Killing Time was published by New Fiction in 2000 in another anthology of Short Stories called ‘A touch of Fiction’ and was edited by Dave Thomas. Thank you for taking the time to read it and please feel free to leave me a comment if you have the time.

• Improvisational Killing (Story)
  by Damian

  ‘Boom,’ she said, and pressed the button. Fire erupted into the night.

  Warning: contains some violence. The story seed came from a dream I had.

• Spells Trouble
  by screamqueen

  shes not attractive with a smoke in hand / shes not attractive at all / with a mouth that spells trouble / looks that kill / and an itchy tri…

• On The Death of a Young Prostitute
  by Jen Whyte

  In bright lit splendour while clinical hands/perform intricacies on her cold flesh

  The news just now is full of stabbings and killings especially of young prostitutes … all women everywhere should take a moment to think … ’’there but for the grace of God go I’‘ / Nobody deserves to end like this!

• For Linda
  by Karl Denton

  A car traveling 50 or so miles an hour crushed every bone in her body, in an instant she was gone…

  Linda Denton died on June 16th 1970. I learned what the price of a human child was then because the man that hit her settled with my mothers lawyer for $1,500 (USD). We got a new color TV and each remaining child got some clothes.

• Agony - cloudless skies
  by Ushna Sardar

  the unknown fear / feeling frightened that me might be killed / *I groaned at the memory, suffering all over again the excruciating emb…

• "What War"
  by Elaine Farmer

  dealing with people who have NO conscience about killing people

  The never ending world war…..

• Huddle
  by Mishaal Sardar

  we might have had the decency to apologize / standards of taste and decency that we expect broadcasting humanities to meet / *may we w…

• Clappers ... a Pom ... and an Emu
  by iAN Derrick

  ‘Why, sergeant Clappers, are you asking me to remove my trousers?’

  Clappers is caught in a spot of bother, The commissioner has sent an order he cannot refuse…A case of emu eggs or an immediate transfer to the badlands of Wilicanna..A delayed mail delivery means insufficient time to organize specialist Aboriginal assistance…Then like a guardian angel..a stranger arrives in town…Little does he realize he is about to become the sacrificial Lamb in Clappers devious thinking for divine salvation.

• To Kill
  by kossimarsalsa

  Did he kill? / Had he killed? / Will he kill? We stumbled along the sandy beaches on many afternoons like these, wandering if we’d see…

  I read a short story (don’t know who it was by) called ‘The Verb: To kill’. It was a story about these two girls who knew a man that they thought was utterly creepy, to them he embodied death. They imagined him killing people and savouring himself to rape them and this man was fundementally evil to them. This is a story I wrote to go with that story for my english literature class, just a bit of nothing really. I may have given away the ending. xx / s-a

• Killing dead Fish
  by Symmetry44

  We swam against currents of upbringing / of swift yet guiding hand / and of a mother’s tainted earth / upstream through shit strewn toil

  As children me my brother and several friends used to wade through waist-high water of a river that was better left to that of its own device. The smell coming off of this river was to say the least “rude and rank.” With sticks in hand we would round up as many helpless fish as we could and bash them into deadly submission until / as many were dead as was inhumanly possible. The mission was to kill as many as we could then to head home and try not to let our parents find out what we had been up to. Please keep in mind we were merely young, stupid children when we did these things, so please don’t get upset with such childlike behavior as I am now 45 and for sure understand the nature and depth of my childish mishap. The last two verses simply refer to the deception we kept and the potential repercussion of having been found out. My mother was a no nonsense lady when it came to doing right and wrong. Had I indeed been caught she’d have tanned my ass good, hence the last 8 lines tell of a right and justifiable ass whooping the likes of which would have caused me to have to stand for quite a while following it…. The lines “Lest mother all commandment, the commencement” refers to mom and how she not only laid down the letter of the law, but was in fact the letter of the law. “Turn Slaughter into Swine” obviously refers to how such reprimand turned our act of killing fish into tears upon having had my butt kicked by mom.

• Red Bubble FEATURED Artists From This Group 7-Jan-2008
  by Suzanne German

  Reviewed Artists from the Poetry, Prose, Questions & Meanings Group -7th Jan 08 by Suzanne German

  Fall Down On Me Like Rain – Photobloke / Because It’s Over – Paul Louis Villani – (Listen to the song while you read this / The Seeking Of An Audience – Paul D Robertson / Hate Kills Angels – Artstruggle / The 10th – Mark German / / The Watcher – Melissa Vowell / Free Fall – Racoon / Full Bodied Conversations – DrJPhotography / Conscription Smoke -Karen01 / Spread The Ashes Of The Colours Over This Heart Of Mine – Sheriff /

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• Before you kill a fly
  by macmichael

  Before you kill a fly is a tribute to the amazing work of Pat aka Eyestrange

• The Killing Race
  by dogpriest

  Lifeless bodies never cure, / cities hold them in their embrace, / children cry on bodies of the dead, / and realise the killing race.