WARNING: Adult and less than happy subject matter. Adult subject matter and that is just the violence and sex. Not in order or organized yes.(And yes some disturb me on how sick humans can be? Tempted to put some at the bottom?)INDEX:Gangsta ChristmasGeeks RevengeGhosts of the PastGloryGod is DeadGot to FuckThe GrailGreen Eyes-------P-GloryWhat is glorya memory orthoughtsor someone elserememberedbut you do notfor what is leftafter glory is done?Is a body deadone who did all,just for friendsor unknownsbut not for glorybut out of loveand duty, notcause it wasasked forbut it was justit seemed neededdone.Freedom is far from free.Mike Adams2007-----------P-Ghosts of the Past:Past, present, futureGhosts all, hiding the lightholding me fast to the deadGhosts holding me backGhosts hiding the lightGhosts blocking the futureA Fog of the DeadGhosts everywhereMy brain screamsWhy? Who? Where?Save me from this, butnothing comes backfor the fog blocks all.Ghosts of the PastPresent and Futureof friends lost andgone. Dead or cold tomy heart. Holding mehear, in the darknesscold and hopeless.Holding me hereto this mortal painof memories.Of ghosts holding meback from peace ofmind, forgivenessand understanding why?And of soul, lost andobsessed with the ghosts.Please it was fun, butyou left by hands ownor accident, or justplain stupidity.I tried to helpBut ignorance is nobliss. Actions to takeBut regret own guiltextreme. Questioningwhy did you hate us somuch, to leave withhardly a word?Or warning, why?Did you hate us so?Your life, family,friends and loves?To leave us thisvoid and memoriesdark. Ghosts holdingon long after theliving is long gone.But chin tightstill here. Lockedin this grey lifenearly ghostsour selves.(still editing)Mike2007------P-Gangsta Christmass: Twas the days after christmasand all thru the mall not a creaturewas sturing for all was dead,one over there, another there,one side or another, all sharingdeaths final end, a body, and blood,babies and kids, parents covering children, and cops face down and gone,all was gone, for in the days of Christmas,no one was safe, and all was dead..Gang green, and gang blue, who caredwho was who, for in their violence allwas lost, peace, is shared but not love,peace of death, and bloods shared not in love,but in death, bullets carried thru bodiesby forces strong and angry but for what,who can say, a word a whisper, a thoughtor just bored. Mike AdamsJanuary 2006P-Gang ChristmasTwas the days after christmassand all thru the mall not a creaturewas stering for all was dead,one over there, another there,one side or another, all sharingdeaths final end, a body, and blood,babies and kids, parents coveringchilren, and cops face down and gone,all was gone, for in the days of christmas,no one was safe, and all was dead..Gang green, and gang blue, who caredwho was who, for in their violenceall was lost, peace, is shared but notlove, peace of death, and bloods sharednot in love, but in death, bullets carriedthru bodies by forces strong and angrybut for what, who can say, a worda whisper, a thought or just bored.Mike AdamsJanuary 2006Sorry Terry.--------P-Got to Fuck:love to fuck..want to fuck,have to fuck,oh what the fuck,lets fuck..Mike Adams2005--------P-The Grail:I seem to ramblefrom place to place,never staying onein any one place,ever searching,like a knight on quest,for that grail oh so dear,so close but oh so far,almost in sight,but never visible,I go on and on,until the end is here,and it draws near,and I can hear the callsof angels sweet,and I shall finally drinkof that cup,so rich and rare a draughtit shall be,for in the end,the cup will hold life,and life is so sweet,and to know this,I quest.May 1998Mike Adams------P-Green EyesA women deep in thought, standingstrong and sensuous, thinking of oneshe loves, and needs, wants and desires,to be there, for sharing and touching,loving and talking, knowing and kissing,teasing and being close, warming bodiescombined as one, deep in passionsthrows until the world passes away.And they lie there, together, lockedas one, fluids shared or just soulscombined as one..Mike Adams2003For Green Eyes Picture 11.-------P-Geeks RevengeBeaten Batteredwalked on, spat onboot prints coveredIgnored or chasedput down, let downforgotten in the hall.But now BitchI have the power.yes oh mighty jockas you scream therewith piss runningdown your legs,and bawling likea cow at slaughterI have the gunI have the bombteacher deadon the floor likeso much shit it wasI asked a questionand was made fun ofnot cause I was stupidbut cause I was notits favorite.So who you call motherwhy me, cause I havethe power, but why?Cause I have moreforce than you?I can reach outtouch you hardharder than you everdid me, you and the teamas you chased me downlike a deer in flight, andteachers standing bylike cheering sectionsand snotty bitches alllined up, cheering you onas you made my life hellBut do not worry,its all a joke, the gunyou moron is a water onethe bombs, grin, youignorant whore is justtubs of plastic madeof props from thetheater departmentbut the images arepriceless of you beggingfor your life, offeringme your body and allthe delights you haveshared with the teachersteams and others..And I am getting an A inthe Drama class, causewell teachers in on it.I do not want them,why because I sawthe report oh, who’sthe father? And howmuch penicillinyou going to need?Oh, yes, the schoolheard everything.Same for youSuper Jock,so now you can dreadLike I, and runfrom class to class,always in fear,dreading life and wantingto die and end it allbut never doneor hunted like an animalby those who you oncecalled friends, butstabbed their backswhen gone.Mike Adams200?This is for all the geeks, nerds, special kids, and others who just for what ever never quite fit in, was left alone, ignored by the teachers, parents, faculty, and abused by the jocks and social junkies of the world, who in the name of their drama, made others life a living hell.. But also some slide into dark areas and its not a healthy place, but some find it home.For the victims of Columbine.. I wish it had never happened, but understand some on why/how it happened. Geek myself, or "Do Meth, it means, me the Geek can beat you like you did me!?".--------P-God is Dead Hero, or villianSaint or demonGod or Devil Mike Adams2009not finished (got some ideas but ... Just seen Watchman so ..)-------Copyright 1998 Mike Adams