Pages from My Life.

I'd written this in around 15 minutes for my heavy metal band Souled Out in 2006. I ain't a fan of Poems, so, I wouldn't call this, one. I's just my statement against the fucked up unjustified lies-based Iraq War. ----- Pondering over the need of war All I see is greed from afar Dressed in the guise of a saviour In disgust, I'm left to wonder Is peace, a piece of lies in disguise ? Can war be the justice of farce ? Are wars a game of creating dead names ? What the fuck is our freedom's price ? These Raging Wars leaving deeper scars All in the name of freedom Innocents dying for the sake of demons. I cannot bear this bloody pain I see. Inhuman crimes have become the norm Moral issues hit like a storm Creating bars in the name of state Breeding contempt and hate. And now with these, eyes I see Pain and fear caused by greed of wars Inflict on sinners the karmic scars No better justice to give lives a lease. I wanna unleash my wrath on all. Page 23

Time: 11:45 AM. My experience with an emotion called Love. Young love I'd like to call it. Joined that club at 19. Back to singledom now :) Is it something I regret, cherish or just plain ignore ? Read On. I am a follower of the thought of Unconditional Love. Now saying that, does that type really exist ? Some may say Yes, the example cited being Mothers Love. I agree to that, but then again I'm not talking about that. Do you think in this age the love between couples is Unconditional ? The vow goes "In good times and bad...". It should be shortened to "In good times". A cynical view, you might say. But then its not a mistaken thought. A view developed from experience and observation of goings-on around me. Conditions ? Really ? What conditions ? Money . Heard of it ? That 1 piece of paper that causes people to kill, invade and destroy more life on this planet than any other single material man has ever made. If it's capable of such atrocities...