The Thrill of the Hunt

You are like a cat, my dear; to put it in a way that’s blunt.
For a cat is only interested, in the thrill of the hunt.
A cat will chase a mouse- for game- simply because its fun.
And once the mouse is finally caught, the cat’s interest is certainly done.

And hunt me-and others- you did; You hunted me with beauty, and graceful skill.
Knowing though that in the end . . . the mouse you’d have to kill.
But the cat continues on- to satisfy its insatiable need for pleasure.
Continuing to pursue the mouse; without emotional cause or measure.

The cat will hunt, and always catch the mouse, ready to make the kill
And the mouse will never get his last statement- his one final will.
But, if the mouse could have a say, what would be his longing confession?
The mouse would look up into the cat’s eyes, realizing his astonishing depression.

“Did you enjoy it?”, the mouse would say, reflective of devastation: “The game we played together?
Did you, have fun embarking with me on this, oh so frivolous endeavor?
Of course . . . it was Joyous and remarkably . . . a marvelous exploration,
For our inane attraction was driven by pointless, but pure elation,

Bun now I see, you were just in this for the hunt-a game to you- from the very start.
And now that I’m devoted to you; you simply want to part.
But what about what we had? Our affection, our emotion, was it all just a lie?
Was it all just your cunning plan to steal my heart, then to let it die?

And we did. We were together, and what we had . . . has been euphoric to say the least.
And the feelings I have, and feel for you, I thought would never cease.
But, in the hours of emotion and passion, did you ever think to see?
The time, and things, we shared together, were not a game to me.

I was enamored with you- hopeful for us . . . naïve to my very core.
And I, the ‘metaphoric mouse’ knocked right on the Cats front door.
And for a short time we had your hunt, your adventure, your fun, and your thrills.
But in the end, once the hunt is done. . The mouse. . . . The cat always kills!

But now, that it is all over, and all is said and done,
I can’t help but get the liberating feeling, that it's really me whose won,
For, I will live, and learn, to love once more again. And for you I can’t say the same,
Because for me love is something divine and pure, but for you it’s just a game.

Wow America

Wow America
By: Jason Knavel

Wow has always been a word

Where amazing is thought of when it’s heard

A word of joy, of Triumph, and admiration.

A word associated with our great nation.

wow look at America they lead the way.

America the greatest everyone would say.

But as of today this is not the case.

Now…Wow is a word of a different race.

This word….It went through the American heart and sole.

The day our nation took its toll

Wow what kind of evil could ever stand

to seek to destroy the American land?

Because of this evil so many Americans are dead

And that day will forever be embed.

That day in September….. our nation stood still.

When this malicious evil sought out to kill.

When liberty and freedom itself seamed beat

Our nation achieved an amazing feat.

Our nation rose up and thought as one.

And said never to give up until we’ve won.

We want to fight back and retaliate.

And make the evil feel the very same fate.

For this event we can’t amend

So we won’t give up till we reach the end.

Wow for this there’s one thing our nation can’t lack.

Brave heroes to rise up, fight back.

And wow these heroes brought us back into the light

They took a stand; rose up and wanted to fight.

Our police, our firemen worked themselves sore

And our brave young troops…..sent of to war.

Because of that day in September; the day of pillars of smoke, of fire, and ember.

The day I thought everyone would have to remember.

Now since that day 8 years have passed.

And were reaching the end finally at last.

Now we want to leave; and were not even done

Its not over, we haven’t won.

Absolute victory has ALWAYS been key,

But we want to give up? This cannot be. . .

And wow things now are not the same

Suddenly people think the government’s to blame.

Attacking our leaders for there alleged lies.

But never the freaking real bad guys.

Wow, America!!...did we forget?

The day our freedom and safety were hit.

Come on America cant we see.

Should we fight the terrorists? Indubitably

America, America, we have to learn

That it’s always better to fight- stand firm!

What manner of evil did we entice?

But now for justice, we are forced to pay the price

And once upon a time- we were willing to pay.

Oh how I long once more for that day.

America when thought of people used to say wow!

But look what happened, look at us now

Our economy’s bad: 11 trillion in debt

And this is the beginning it’s not over yet

I look at our nation and I think wow

I’m scared for the future and im worried about now

Our nation is changeing for the worse-without me and you.

But I often wonder what I can do?

And I tell you: we are the future we must take a stand.

To fight! Hope! And Succeed in saving this American land!

Together as one, As one separated

Together as one---as one: separated
By: Jason Knavel

I’ve really had it with the Pain and the tears,
The inevitable mess, which keeps coming this year
There is conflict up top, and there’s pain deep inside,
I’m longing, I’m asking, I’m hoping, I’m trying to hide.
And I long to be free, so I scream and I shout,
And I’m trying, to run- trying to figure this out,
Then I fall to my knees, and I’m starting to cry,
I look up to my god, and I simply ask “Why?”
Why, do I hear people say, that this is just the way that life goes?
I refuse to believe that, because nobody knows:
All the sorrow I’ve seen, all the anguish and strife
All the suffering that comes so very freely with life
And there is so much evil in this world, in this world that is so….
Fixated with greed, power, and pride we all know-
But its going to get better- this we can swear!
And we all must step up, and actually try…if we dare,
For all good things and bad, lie deep in the Heart
And if we just take the chance, we can split them apart,
Then elation we’ll find, find it before it’s too late,
To try and get out of this oh depressive state-
I’ve tried things alone…But with you all by my side.
We can make it through life, and we won’t have to hide.
Because I trust you my friend, it is you that I love,
And help from you guys is like help from above.
And we’ve really had it with the Pain and the tears,
The inevitable mess, which keeps coming this year
There is conflict up top, and there’s pain deep inside,
We’re longing, we’re asking, we’re hoping, and we’re trying…..To Try.