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    dots Submission Name: The Story of No Beginning or Edots
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    Author: Tarek Refaat
    ASL Info:    24/m/Egypt
    Elite Ratio:    2.66 - 370/508/212
    Words: 621
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    The Story of No Beginning or End


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    dotsThe Story of No Beginning or Edots
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    The Story of No Beginning or End


    dark red skies
    and yellow floating clouds..
    and the wind blowing with its whispering sounds..

    a flash of light ,
    of darkest night,
    and storm breaks through the sight

    a blue and grey tornado breaks in
    taking all that comes within
    pulling everything from its roots
    blowing it all off the roofs..

    bringing everything to its early structure..
    what a natural weapon of destruction..
    nature's sounds and hurls of anger..

    this is only when we realize the danger
    when we realize we've abused too much
    and destroyed too much
    and then we start to flee and cry

    and wonder why are the tides so high ?
    and why is everything blown to the sky ?
    and again we sit and cry..

    for all the losses that lay behind
    for the ones we let die..

    and yet destroying nature is not enough..
    and yet we invent weapons to destruct..
    everything that we construct
    everything others worked hard to build
    everything man dreamed to reach..

    All what man seems to do
    is point fingers and just refuse
    to listen to what others have to say
    and just wage way and its others who pay

    high-healed people with shiny suits
    big limos and polished boots..
    fat cigars stuffed somewhere..
    puffing their smoke almost everywhere
    and all they do is sign papers
    make statements
    and throw them at people like toilet paper..

    some say we're the master race..
    some say its the space race..
    and some just sit and watch
    and in the end the world becomes an arena

    a scene of an act
    where everyone takes part
    were children cry
    where mothers die
    from cannons which aim high

    and all of that is for what ?
    Power.
    money and greed

    Forgetting what everyone wants or needs..
    its all about the big gun.. and the dollar bill
    its all about the liquid oil and the contract still..

    its abuse or be abused..
    its dying world which is turning so cruel..

    and then we say
    war against terror
    and war against crime..

    but actually it is us who are the roots of terror and crime..
    our acts and our deeds
    and letting stupid people take lead..
    to lead us all into hell

    to crush and burn like a nutshell..
    how dehuman can we be..
    when we fill someone with so many holes
    he can barely be seen..

    all in the name of democracy
    all in the name of freedom
    all in the name of God..

    but none of those would actually lead to this start..
    the start of the end..
    the beginning of the end..
    or the end of the beginning..

    it doesn't really make sense anymore..
    all shouting
    all screaming
    and ironically enough
    the polished boots and the same limos
    stay the same..
    its such a big stupid and silly shame..
    that they stay
    and we fade away
    after we let them lead the way !

    congratulations human race..
    for a Great stupid wholesome of decisions
    which lead to our dehumanization..
    to our humiliation..
    to our disintegration..
    to our ignorance..
    and to our mutilation..

    i hope only one day
    God brings light into the heart of those
    who can come and stand up
    and blow those silly people away ..

    and maybe..
    maybe one day..
    we'll have a chance to say..

    We Are Humans.. with a clear conscience..
    we follow God. Without extremes..
    we love each other without speeches and not only in dreams..

    and this is it ..
    The Story of No Beginning or End




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    ||| Comments |||
      It's nice to hear what someone's thinking politically on this site. Not a lot of poems are based around something profound like this. It was well written, and the imagery was great. It was nice reading this, thankyou. Ciao.
    | Posted on 2005-07-07 00:00:00 | by BrokenAngel | [ Reply to This ]
      I was completely taken aback.
    Someone who speaks freely, without care to say what everyone has been thinking.
    I think it's a beautiful and powerful piece, I like the way you worded your stanza's.

    "congratulations human race..
    for a Great stupid wholesome of decisions
    which lead to our dehumanization..
    to our humiliation..
    to our disintegration..
    to our ignorance..
    and to our mutilation.."

    you could probably make it into a really beautiful song.
    Greatly done.
    Jaymi
    | Posted on 2005-07-07 00:00:00 | by theDevilsPocket | [ Reply to This ]
      A little drawn out ... but otherwise very good.

    The imagery in this, makes it what this piece is.

    "and all of that is for what ?
    Power.
    money and greed"

    Truism at it's finest.
    | Posted on 2005-07-07 00:00:00 | by Lipgl0ssed | [ Reply to This ]


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