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Poetry by Carman Deck . . .
There once was a man
who wandered the Earth
was shunned and mistreated
since the beginning of birth.
Having very few things ,
and stealing what he got,
living his life cheated,
acceptance is what he sought.
Not knowing true happieness,
neither bought nor sold,
theivery was his talent,
manipulation his hold.
A life full of lies
Never using the truth,
a skill he honed,
while in his youth.
A very sad story,
but its true indeed,
he wanted to be accepted,
he wanted to feel a need.
Never getting fairness in life,
it soon came to an end,
he was tried and convicted of murder,
the sin of all sin.
A man that was innocent,
with a past full of crime,
a loser, a thief, a nobody,
who now was scheduled to die.
Sometimes it makes one wonder,
why he was even born,
a sad case of misfortune,
a tear before torn.
- Carman Deck 1998
Since from the very beginning,
there's been a gift called
man,
and from him there was
taken
another gift called wo-man,
There they were
to love and grow,
and to bring forth
a new race,
to make their
creator proud,
to put a smole
upon his face.
But in his search for
wisdom,
being given his own free
will,
evil thoughts entered
his mind,
blood upon his hands,
in kill.
He turned his back
on his father,
and led the wo-man
astray,
and chose to lead
his own life,
following man's
pathway.
But with his way of thinking,
not understanding the
purpose of life,
he began to destroy all
he was given,
his peoplen his land,
his wife.
And to seek greater
comfort,
through his greed
and deceit,
a war that he
created,
not knowing his
ultimate defeat.
For now he is his own
creator,
with these hands hath
he made,
the end of his beginning,
his existence hath he
slayed.
By Carmen Deck
THE UNKNOWN PHENOMENA
One sits and asks the
question,
of why things are meant
to be,
without really much thought,
or open eyes that fail
to see.
The misunderstanding of
one's conception
the falseness of what
one believes,
misguided through life's
puzzle,
reality or make believe?
Raised with specific morality,
arising from a previous
thought,
programmed throught one's
genetics,
becoming never again
sought.
But change begins to occur,
when one becomes one's
self,
then, only to be shunned,
as an outcast placed
upon a shelf.
For one who displays individuality,
must first be accepted
by the whole,
for the road will be
endless,
if others refuse to go.
The answer to life's mystery,
was never the unknown,
the answer lies within
one's self,
as the individual has
always been shown.
By Carmen Deck
'99'
Standing but in the openness
viewing all the sights
to be seen
absorbing all the magnificence
of what life truly must
mean.
The beauty and the ugliness,
together go hand in hand,
As the sun; the wind;
the rain;
must bring birth to the
land.
A land that's slowly dying,
from abuse and hearts
with greed,
using others for stepping
stones,
not caring what others
may need.
Watching all the starvation,
and homeless lying in
the streets,
passers-by give no notice,
of whether their hearts
still beat.
As these scenes I witness,
a tear falls from my
eyes,
how can the heart be
so cold,
to let these poor people
die.
Or create an injustice,
and label it as a law,
to further their ability,
becoming divided, we
fall.
They say life isn't easy,
for the poor this is
true,
the rich are the exception,
to this golden rule.
But as all have a beginning,
they also have an end,
the best advice from
life,
give a hand; be a friend.
By Carman Deck
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