#Suicide

"God May Grant Your Wishes Daily [10w] Pray for sunshine at night and moonbeams when you wake."

"Comedy vs. Satire [10w] Comedy pokes fun at society's self-inflation;satire deflates the balloon."

"Is Prayer Only for the Living? III [10w] Do angels pray to God to intercede on mankind's behalf?"

"Boundaries [10w] Receiving bribes blurs the clear boundaries between friends and enemies."

"Informal HP Survey: Should Poetry Rhyme? O.K., readers, anybody who thinks poetry should rhymeplease tap your caneor jiggle your walker."

"Great Poets [10w] Great poets can milk blood and tears from a stone."

"Barnum & Bailey Circus: The Greatest Show on Earth... ...when you can't afford Cirque du Soleil."

"Pond(er) This [10w] Nobody wants to be:'Big fish in a little pond."

"Enemies {couplet} Ne'er shall man's enemies been drawn so near,then when he seeketh to compare."

"What is the Meaning of Life? [10w] {6} To be transformed into all we are capable of becoming."

"Read vs. Write If you want to know about life second hand, read;if you want to experience life directly, write."

"Wretched [10w] Intelligence without compassion is an invitation to a wretched life."

"Somalia Haiku For a Somalian, heaven's drawing water from a well in an earthen pot."

"The Poet's Way Are we ever sure what we do,will endure and get its due?No.But we do it anyway.For that is the poet's way."

"Missed Childhood [10w] + {Couplet} Adolescence spent upon a cross,regrettably is childhood's loss."

"The Pompous Psychopomp Its your charge to provide me safe passage to the afterlife,to be a midwife to my dying.Any yet, you hover there, judging me,putting on airs, you supercilious whip-poor-will.You're an embarrassment to nightjars everywhere.Now do your fucking job and take me to hell ~which I guess has already begun,judging by your shitty escort service."

"Money [10w] The root of all evil has a well earned reputation."

"Truth {Couplet} Since every truth worth saying, has been already said,our job's to refine it, question it, or turn it on its head."

"Wherefore Art Thou, William [10w] Every Shakespeare mouse 'tis tim'rous and every lover 'tis fuck'd."

"What lies beneath the Semblance? What lies beneath the semblance.What lies beneath the semblance of lies.What lies beneath the semblance of lies!Lies lie beneath her semblance.Lies lie beneath her semblance.Lies, lies and more lies!"