Alice in Wonderland Poem <3

Silent shadows in the dead of night.
Ghostly girls whisper "everything's alright."
Dark and lonely in the space provided,
Gets the little boys exited.
The screech of the staircase as each boy took a step, Awaken the parents of the girls whom are kept.
The boys have shivers down there spine,
Seems like the girls lied when they said everything was fine.
The boys run fast away, sadly only one shall stay.
The whistle blew and time came few, so who shall it be? Sadly the boys wished the ghostly girls they couldn't see.
Down through the halls they giggled with glee, for they had a new toy that was as precious as me.

Celluoid ghost from Hollywood's past
Forever haunt me on my television screen
Trapped on video to act out their roles
For all eternity

Judy Garland is in Oz
While Errol Flynn is in Sherwood Forest

The Marx Brothers spend a night at the opera
And a day at the races

Humphrey Bogart fights crime
While James Cagney leads a life of crime

I beleive The Kinks were right
when they said
Celluoid heroes never die
Because they are here with us forever
On our televison screens

Note: This poem was inspired by the song
"Celluoid Heroes" by The Kinks

This world, is so ignorant and blind,
"Greed and Power" has altered our lives,
What happened to the will to live freely and in peace??
I'll tell you what.. It's Man and his Greed.

Man made money.
Man invented time.
They use this, to keep us in line.
To keep us busy, while they do fuck all,
Just collect the money you've worked your arse off for.

There's no such thing as freedom,
As we're forever in their grasp,
Fuck sake people..
Get your head out your ass!

Stand up! Speak up! Let it be Heard!
Together as One.
We can change the World!

Put it how it should of been..
Long before time.
All I ask, is to open your eyes.
Look back in History, open your mind,
It all adds up, you'll soon realise.

Prove what a Man truly is..
Courageous, Strong, Loyal in his word.
Be a Man.
Stand up to this corrupt fucking world.

I stare
He returns the glare
His eyes are focused
His lips are clear
One must live
While the other disappears

Life is short
but this is shorter
Time stops
My life flashes nonstop
He spends
as i watch

Its too late to cheerish this moment
Before i know it
It stops
the gun has choosen
Its next victim

This game
has no winner
one dies
while the other survives
but maybe not for long

He would play again
with a different partner
He might even lose
And pay the price
With his life
Think about that, next time you play

We have settled the argument
no more disagreement
We know who must
Pay the price
The gun has choosen
And it picked . . .

CA-POW . . . me.

This is a play I wrote.
There are three acts.
I'll add the next two later.

(scene 1)
(enter Gabby and Conner, who appear to be arguing)
Gabby: For real, Conner, I really don't trust Anna. (shakes her head)
Conner: Really, Gabby, her parents founded the church. How can you not trust her?
Gabby: Steve and Sherry helped too.
(enter Anna)
Gabby: (death glares at Anna, but goes unnoticed)
Anna: So, Conner, are you talking to yourself or something?
Gabby: (clenches her fists, runs silently out of the room)

I wrote this listening to Gollum's Song, sung by Karliene Renolds. I don't know why, I just felt like doing this.

It's so dark. I can't see. I have no one.
No one cares enough to try.
I'm sobbing now, along with the storm overhead. They lied. they said they cared. I can't go back.

I can feel it coming. No friends tried to find me.
Goodbye.
They didn't try for me.

Don't cry for me. you're too late. You hurt me. You blamed me everything. I can never go home.

I am lost. I will never go home.