Since this is the first time we are doing a poetry league, rules will be fairly lenient. Don't be surprised if things change next week....

For now:

Line Limit: 50 lines
Check In By: Saturday, June 2, 2007 11:59pm
Poem Due By: Wednesday, June 6, 2007 11:59pm
3-0 KO, 4-1 TKO, or first to 5 wins

NO EXTENSIONS WILL BE GIVEN! Call it tough love... but if you want to be part, please make the time.


You will be voting on:

- On Topic
- Depth
- Imagery
- Originality
- Flow
- Word Choice/Diction
- Enjoyment
- Overall

(A lot like the Topical League)

Not just "A" did better than "B", but explain WHY... we are all here to elevate and get more feedback on our work!

YOU MUST vote on at least 2 other battles to make this work in the beginning!!!

TOPIC: Death, from a child's perspective. Write as you will.

ooo I like the topic...i like.....oh yeah...this is my check in...:D

Aight yea I'm checked in, this should be some good shit. Good Topic

Fuck I got off topic as shit....lol, I'm still puttin some finiishing touches on it but damn it kinda relates but its a lil wierd in relation to our topic.

Death is the end of life and the beginning of heaven
-------, Eden, the sublimely perfection our world could never be
It was hard to visualize such a place at the age of seven
I imagined the clouds was where heaven, god and angels could float free
yet could perish from possibility with one apple off the tree

Dad reacted to the death the worst
But no tears till the coffin came out the hearst
Seeing mom cry was worse than the actual death
I wanted rip the coffin open, but nothing would ever restore my breath
No regrets, heaven is better than a life that’s cursed

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It began with My brother Ced, hero, a role-model, writer and striving
Ced was on a high as he graduated from it
Partied late into the morning, alcohol drugs and driving
4 Am-walkin in the door when a light flashed lit
But the light that had lit was a gun and it was Ced it had Hit

I was certain he was heaven-bound
But I thought as they laid his coffin in the ground
If heaven is Walts dreamworld
Than why settle for happiness in his failure that’s crowned
With rides and attractions for shriveless thrills, when the true world has been found


Unlucky, doomed, wretched and ill-fated
Why my brother, why someone who would rather live, when thousands would rather die?
With eden came death, everything is what God created
I was told death is a process of life, and God will never answer why
But when I looked in the sky, I got an answer and realized with death I could Fly.

Fly in the sense of soar to the top of self-fulfillment and invincibility
I had utter belief in the Christian values, and figured with death came tranquility
I became envious of my brother, living in a dream of orgasmic measures
I searched and searched earth but at face-value could not find the same pleasure
I looked at cancer, AIDS, poverty, hunger and I had found the cure


Lucky, Fortunate, Chosen and Blessed
How genius, How clever and How determining of God to create this world we tread
I had come to the idealogy that the mortal life is merely a test
Most people count their years on a clock and wait in dread
My dread ended with Ced’s clock, and became excitement instead

I could hear the tick-tock moving so slow I wanted to die
More literally than figuratively so I left my parents a note goodbye
I wrote “I don’t feel like suffering on Earth if Heavens so great
, I’ve lived sinlessly and St. Peter cant deny me through the gate
Don’t mourn I’m in a better place and for that I couldn’t wait

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Like I said, they didn’t take my suggestion
They mourned, yet today I met Tupac and MLK
Posibility isn’t even a question
Im dead with Ced, but potential cause no dark in day,
But the dark on earth is like hell, in which the line is grey




Damn, I warned you I was off-topic as fuck. But I got something together.

sorry i couldnt post...life issues of being kicked outta my house, shit with my ex and my kid is really sick right now...so if i can still post i will

Aight no worries, I have no prob if its a lil late as long as Aphraedite doesnt care.
Just get it in when you can.

If You Both Agree, I'll Give You Til Midnight Friday, Eastern, Don't Make It A Habbit Cause It Will Not Happen Again...

Yea its fine with me, Im just gonna leave mine as is.

MCanes14 wins by no-show.


Same deal for you... I'll post this up for feedback without requiring links... Thank you for takingthe time to drop.