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Shared on Wed, 10/04/2006 - 12:14

Friendship

A lot of the people around me seem to be having a hard go at life right now. Several of the members of the site have expressed some personal crisis they are going through, all of which I wish and pray for the best. My son’s best friend’s parents are going through an ugly divorce, and the little boy is stuck in the middle. And the closest to me of all, my Sister-in-law and her husband are also in the process of ending a marriage. Those of you that read Agonizing Gas’ blog know that he is my brother-in-law, and is going through this life changing ordeal. I sure hate to sound selfish here, a

Umbee

Shared on Tue, 10/03/2006 - 07:05

Another Day in the Life.....

Well yesterday afternoon at about 3:30 pm, an officer in one of the houseing units(AB Unit) of the prison I work at called a Code 3 (disturbance). This indicates that inmates are fighting. So, we all ran down the hallways to enter the unit. Upon arrival we had to fight our way through the inmates crowding the rotunda. Then we had to bulldog our way into a door. It was blocked on the inside by inmates attempting to prevent our intervention of what was accuring on the unit. Turns out the Mexican and Indian gangs had teamed up to take on a suspected rat from the Bloods.

Umbee

Shared on Mon, 10/02/2006 - 10:42

October

Man I love October.  Deer season starts, the leaves turn, Halloween, and the start of the fall and winter season. 

Umbee

Shared on Sun, 09/24/2006 - 13:24

Human Bill of Rights

Bill of Rights
As a human being, I have a right:

Umbee

Shared on Sat, 09/23/2006 - 15:40

No. 6

Awaken Me
It rings and rings it never stops
It clutches at my spine. Pins and
Needles it stabs at my skin. Brains
Begin to ache as it continues its
Constant trek into the
Deepest depths of pain. It
Crowds without regret all the
Way. Instinct to end utter
It its desire. It rings
More, the dead awake. Eyes
Red, hands tremble, ears
Covered, make it stop, make
It go away, will it ever
End. Ringng and Ringing,
Ringing it won't go away. All

Umbee

Shared on Tue, 09/19/2006 - 10:16

No. 5 (perhaps my favorite)

Prisoner of LIfe

Mom, I am here, safe from any harm
The trip was long, much more than told
A new beginning to life, much more to learn
This place seems so far from what I hold

Is anything left for you to show me?
Has all you know spilled out from your pores
Tapped and drained your mind left empty
Can you still give me just a little more

This place, dark and cold, rips apart my head
Missed are those days when you never went

Umbee

Shared on Mon, 09/18/2006 - 10:13

No. 4

Follow

Why do we let those unguided to guide us?
Our poor souls need so much to be shown,
Told, guided, instructed. We yearn to be clean
And pure as we were in the beginning.
Yet we allow this body of filth and disgust to
Teach us the way. Poor mined creatures are we
Hanging onto every command directed of us by this
Band of denigrate self-indulging animals.
Don't show us truth, Don't show us reality, Don't show

Umbee

Shared on Fri, 09/15/2006 - 22:01

No. 3

Watched
Powerful tools at one's dizzied mercy
Thoughts hazed with unchecked controls
Film of lust stains that lost sanity
Gone the regards of all our lost souls
Who handles the handlers of fates condemned?
Balances that runaway mind filled with fury
Constant pains fill that hungered void
The keys of freedom buried within folds of hatred
Hidden is that face of regret and dismay
No rest, no mercy for these ones wicked
Release complete rage onto all caged

Umbee

Shared on Thu, 09/14/2006 - 16:58

No. 2

ForSaken Land

A stench fills the heavy air full
Of a sickness, even the cool
Wind cannot bend the flavor from
Sour, the gritty floors flow with scum
Yearning for life anew, starving foul
Above marking paths, the dead howl
Out with unletting rage and contempt,
Desire of vengeances all hell bent
Once was a great land, this place
Eroded soil now lives after a rat race
Erected towers and great fortune flowed,
Destruction then chaos left no abode,
Fairytale ending here can never be known,

Umbee

Shared on Wed, 09/13/2006 - 19:57

I Just Happen...

I just happen to be a really big fan of poetry, especially those poems that really challenge the imagination. In fact, most of the poems I enjoy reading some say are a bit sad and even a bit frightening. So, fellow older gamers, over the next several days, I am going to share a few of my favorites with you. Some are my own, some are not and some you may like while others you may not. In any case, here is the first edition. Enjoy!


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