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There Is No Humane Excuse.-Version 2-by-Matthew F. Blowers III
I’d like to be a Super hero
with super powers in my ears
and skills that suddenly appear
in a massive form that brings souls fear
with a strength that conquers any bullies
right in the face of those unruly
and kick them hard right in their rears
and beat them with an evil sneer
in ways severe to make it clear
that if they choose to not adhere
to gentleness with those held dear
I’d be back and they’d disappear
I wish it could be my career.
I wish it could be my career. yeah.....
I’d hear the cries of kids abused
and be there before they’d get used
and show their tormenters some clues
on how it feels when they get bruised.
My eyes would burn right through their souls
like the cigarette burns their children know
till their strength melted to the size
of a tiny child with fear-filled eyes.
then I’d make it clear that they’d remain
as weak as a toddler suffering pain
till I was sure that they’d refrain
from ever hurting their kids again.
and if they chose not abstain
My punishment would be insane
It would be insane!!!!
I’d hear the wails of wives who suffer
at the hands of husbands who are tougher
then I’d just appear and be the buffer
with retribution far more rougher
then they could ever hope to deal
and they’d find out how bad it feels
to lie down broken on the floor
with a taste of their own medicine
and a promise I’d be back again
and if they ever chose to re-offend
in their dinosaur brains
they’d soon discover
how it feels to be
a beaten down lover.
a beaten down lover!!
Then with another power graced
to me from God above so great
I’d bring sweet peace to every face
of wives and kids, men laid to waste
leaving all the pain they felt displaced
and all their bad memories erased
with a fresh start full of hope and love
the kind that they were dreaming of
with their Dads and husbands held by chains
that guarantee ungodly pain…..
ungodly pain…..
if they so much as contemplate
treating their loved one’s with cruel hate
then they will have a date with me
filled with suffering eternally.
eternally....... eternally.
I wish I could be a super hero
but my dreams they all are fiction
but we are all exposed sometimes
to other souls afflictions
and if we know that some poor child
is facing opposition, even if it’s just suspicion
we must make it our mission
to bring bullies to submission
the laws our strongest ammunition.
And if we know a wife that’s been
in a marriage full of grief
as humans we must get involved
and bring her some relief.
it’s usually quite apparent
and it only takes a call
to bring in those who fix it
police action that will nix it
and start breaking down the walls
then watch the bullies fall...
watch all the bullies fall.
If you know of someone’s sorrows
bring them hopes for fresh tomorrows .
Fresh tomorrows
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By Art~Whimsically YoursI’d like to be a Super hero
with super powers in my ears
and skills that suddenly appear
in a massive form that brings souls fear
with a strength that conquers any bullies
right in the face of those unruly
and kick them hard right in their rears
and beat them with an evil sneer
in ways severe to make it clear
that if they choose to not adhere
to gentleness with those held dear
I’d be back and they’d disappear
I wish it could be my career.
I wish it could be my career. yeah.....
I’d hear the cries of kids abused
and be there before they’d get used
and show their tormenters some clues
on how it feels when they get bruised.
My eyes would burn right through their souls
like the cigarette burns their children know
till their strength melted to the size
of a tiny child with fear-filled eyes.
then I’d make it clear that they’d remain
as weak as a toddler suffering pain
till I was sure that they’d refrain
from ever hurting their kids again.
and if they chose not abstain
My punishment would be insane
It would be insane!!!!
I’d hear the wails of wives who suffer
at the hands of husbands who are tougher
then I’d just appear and be the buffer
with retribution far more rougher
then they could ever hope to deal
and they’d find out how bad it feels
to lie down broken on the floor
with a taste of their own medicine
and a promise I’d be back again
and if they ever chose to re-offend
in their dinosaur brains
they’d soon discover
how it feels to be
a beaten down lover.
a beaten down lover!!
Then with another power graced
to me from God above so great
I’d bring sweet peace to every face
of wives and kids, men laid to waste
leaving all the pain they felt displaced
and all their bad memories erased
with a fresh start full of hope and love
the kind that they were dreaming of
with their Dads and husbands held by chains
that guarantee ungodly pain…..
ungodly pain…..
if they so much as contemplate
treating their loved one’s with cruel hate
then they will have a date with me
filled with suffering eternally.
eternally....... eternally.
I wish I could be a super hero
but my dreams they all are fiction
but we are all exposed sometimes
to other souls afflictions
and if we know that some poor child
is facing opposition, even if it’s just suspicion
we must make it our mission
to bring bullies to submission
the laws our strongest ammunition.
And if we know a wife that’s been
in a marriage full of grief
as humans we must get involved
and bring her some relief.
it’s usually quite apparent
and it only takes a call
to bring in those who fix it
police action that will nix it
and start breaking down the walls
then watch the bullies fall...
watch all the bullies fall.
If you know of someone’s sorrows
bring them hopes for fresh tomorrows .
Fresh tomorrows