Payback Time- Not an Origanal Poem

Author: J.C.
From: Detroit, USA
Age: 13
Date: 6th Apr 2002, 2:21 AM
Rating: 1
Comment: I give these postings a 1 rating not because I don't like them, but because I only rate original works by kids. Editor
Title: Payback Time- Not an Origanal Poem

Dear Editor,
This is not my own poem. It is actually a song, but I found it could easily be written as poety. In fact, most songs ARE poetry with music. but I stray from the point.
If you would prefer me to only write my own poems(even if I take no credit) then I will do so and you can delete this one.

The hero in the big White House
Shakes his head and moans about
The misery of his fellow man,
Just as though he really cares.
While the hand he holds behind his back
Reveals the truth from those he is decieving.

The camera rolls another reel,
While the robots on the hill
Are dashing madly to and fro,
Smiling at the status quo.
And in the secret smoke-filled rooms,
They sell the very air you are breathing.

When its payback time,
And you take that final ride.
When there ain't no place to run to,
And there ain't no place to hide.
The Supreme Court of the Universe
Where justice is not blind.
And no prisoners will be taken
When its payback time.

Another day, another knife, another
Precious unborn life will
Never see the light of day.
Will never run or jump or play.
It's just another sacrafice
To the green-back god of choice that you are
Serving.
Their blood cries out to be avenged,
And some day you will cower and cringe,
When the books don't lie.
The Judge don't deal.
No high-price lawyers to appeal.
Where the verdict is eternal,
And you can't escape the sentence
You're deserving.

When it's payback time,
And Heaven rules supreme.
When you're gold and silver's worthless,
And you stand before the King.
When your nightmares are reality
And there is no exit sign.
Then it's too late for repentance,
Cause it's payback time.

The sun comes up, the pendalum swings.
And each new frightening morning brings
The children's cries,
The cannons roars more loudly then the day
Before.
The wax of time is dripping down from
Both end of that candle brightly bruning.

A mighty SHOUT!
A trumpet blast and the last is first,
The first is last.
The world is hushed, time stands still
As the final chapter is fulfilled.
The sky will part, each knee will bow,
To greet the awesome hour of His Returning.

When its payback time,
And the sheep are gathered in.
When the road is called up yonder,
And eternity begins.
When the wedding supper's ready and
The Faithful come to dine.
Who'll be sitting at the table?
When its payback time.


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