<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2025 08:31:24 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Poetry</category><category>Featured</category><category>Rant</category><title>Behind the Mind of A Hazard</title><description>Hazards Mind: Behind the Mind of A Hazard is a blog I recently created to showcase all of the poetry that I write. All of my poetry is from thoughts to my views and expressions of different things.</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-5498155230669536949</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2014 05:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-12-05T23:25:18.396-06:00</atom:updated><title>Let&#39;s Talk About Pain</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Picture used from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dmchiropractic.my/do-you-like-pain/&quot;&gt;dmchiropractic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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Let&#39;s Talk About Pain&lt;br /&gt;
Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;/center&gt;
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You want to talk about all this pain&lt;/center&gt;
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deception, disrespect; what brings on the rain&lt;/center&gt;
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shadowed by the past, the futures abroad&lt;/center&gt;
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these demons, feeding, leeching no they ain&#39;t flawed&lt;/center&gt;
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Ive already gone and sold off my soul&lt;/center&gt;
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where have you been, not playing your role?&lt;/center&gt;
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since you was young, only worried about ya own&lt;/center&gt;
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nearly disowned, like you want to be alone&lt;/center&gt;
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Ima black sheep, no need to worry about me&lt;/center&gt;
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so please I ask just let this Hazard be&lt;/center&gt;
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grown to stand my own and chose my ways&lt;/center&gt;
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they use to bully me while talking sideways&lt;/center&gt;
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came home to the exact same script&lt;/center&gt;
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Until I had enough and I just flipped&lt;/center&gt;
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not trying to stay living life so deranged&lt;/center&gt;
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so I continue to search for my change&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2014/12/lets-talk-about-pain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (2FlowCity)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitpgolUHXbvTmUzWlKw9ViqSOjsm3tMa1TycDGRM4WZuaTvBWrpC8ySlebOHezFVyW-gW3zQ8x-IkbwNZ19GdQX69MhrHiOYZFz1hlboKXKvvQpSQLU4b-xFcJsqWchsKtR_sq6EceUv4/s72-c/pain.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-8319826429887111926</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Aug 2013 23:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-28T18:55:15.012-05:00</atom:updated><title>They Know</title><description>&lt;center&gt;
They know&lt;br /&gt;
Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;
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They know me to be diverse&lt;br /&gt;
Keepin&#39; it short and terse&lt;br /&gt;
That unique type of person&lt;br /&gt;
Who&#39;s down to keep it urban&lt;br /&gt;
Wont catch my head in a book&lt;br /&gt;
Got a street mind with no hook&lt;br /&gt;
Always been about that work&lt;br /&gt;
Ain&#39;t no smiles just these smirk&lt;br /&gt;
This code done changed it all&lt;br /&gt;
Ride or die as you may recall&lt;br /&gt;
Stayin loyal through em trials&lt;br /&gt;
These tribulations can run miles&lt;br /&gt;
Each mile ill be chase dreams&lt;br /&gt;
Forever to the extremes&lt;br /&gt;
This all is what I came to be&lt;br /&gt;
Can&#39;t help this life chose me&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2013/08/they-know.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (2FlowCity)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-1443146628918640354</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jul 2013 17:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-10T12:47:00.439-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Grew Up</title><description>&lt;center&gt;
Grew Up&lt;br /&gt;
Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

Since a young buck I grew up, too fast&lt;br /&gt;
ain&#39;t book smart, but Ill have a blast&lt;br /&gt;
standing tall, my back against the wall&lt;br /&gt;
working hard I ain&#39;t bout to fall&lt;br /&gt;
this hustle game been my life&lt;br /&gt;
through thick, thin and the strife&lt;br /&gt;
finished school then I dropped out&lt;br /&gt;
ain&#39;t for me, been through that drought&lt;br /&gt;
no looking back, that&#39;s in the past&lt;br /&gt;
living life with no questions asked&lt;br /&gt;
don&#39;t know nothing but this grind&lt;br /&gt;
still gotta get a lot off my mind&lt;br /&gt;
pen to this pad til I collapse&lt;br /&gt;
back to same script, relapse&lt;br /&gt;
still stayin focused on the low&lt;br /&gt;
that&#39;s all I&#39;ll really ever know&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2013/07/grew-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-3391687857814280146</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Jun 2013 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-14T21:01:33.670-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>What I Look Like?</title><description>&lt;center&gt;
What I Look Like?&lt;br /&gt;
Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;/center&gt;
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I&#39;m that strange that talk strange&lt;/center&gt;
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mentally insane til I&#39;m derange&lt;/center&gt;
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don&#39;t know how to act so it&#39;s natural&lt;/center&gt;
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what&#39;s been written stay factual&lt;/center&gt;
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It&#39;s family first, God pushed to last&lt;/center&gt;
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thats been my code since the past&lt;/center&gt;
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&#39;ride or die&#39; stay my motto&lt;/center&gt;
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so I ain&#39;t tryna hit the lotto&lt;/center&gt;
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always hustlin hard to flip a dollar&lt;/center&gt;
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am proud to say I&#39;m no scholar&lt;/center&gt;
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street smart to say the least&lt;/center&gt;
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no collars cause I ain&#39;t no priest&lt;/center&gt;
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they don&#39;t get in trouble unlike me&lt;/center&gt;
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people around me, they&#39;d all agree&lt;/center&gt;
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judge my style for yourself, psych&lt;/center&gt;
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so what do I look like?&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2013/06/what-i-look-like.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (2FlowCity)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-7073198124815612022</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jun 2013 03:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-02T22:34:24.194-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Forever Strange</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Forever Strange&lt;br/&gt;
Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
Been gettin it from all ways&lt;br/&gt;
throw my fingers up, tell em no way&lt;br/&gt;
since I don&#39;t plan to ever changer&lt;br/&gt;
sag my pants til I&#39;m forever strange&lt;br/&gt;
steady loco in the brain&lt;br/&gt;
will always pray for it to rain&lt;br/&gt;
cause I&#39;m in love with darker days&lt;br/&gt;
cold heart brings out the haze&lt;br/&gt;
no time for a second thought&lt;br/&gt;
this is what I&#39;ve been taught&lt;br/&gt;
from a young buck growing up&lt;br/&gt;
TTG so I&#39;m steady bucked up&lt;br/&gt;
who is you to say that I&#39;d lie&lt;br/&gt;
point blank, ain&#39;t no reason why&lt;br/&gt;
my whole life&#39;s been a book&lt;br/&gt;
just ask me to have a look&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2013/06/forever-strange.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (2FlowCity)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-3547935120842207870</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 03:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-25T23:14:37.028-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Silence (Lights Out)</title><description>&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIH17Qfg1g2tOE0ehAfcJKnA2tcHNISFurvKY3_VY2wjzWYMx9Dh25BG57TdAVpcWSlRC9uxsKHL3AeJ0qVbccb4haup8t04laeTcjm-Xq7_GT39UbarhCx7D-NuenoGJ2zyUDa8fToh4/s1600/1+silence.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Silence (Lights Out)&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence everybody quiet&lt;br /&gt;its about to be a riot&lt;br /&gt;hold up cut the light out&lt;br /&gt;show em all what you about&lt;br /&gt;we all sinners, no reconcile&lt;br /&gt;still running away, last mile&lt;br /&gt;got problems which never stop&lt;br /&gt;yet i stand tall at the top&lt;br /&gt;no mercy, never will I judge&lt;br /&gt;push me back, no I wont budge&lt;br /&gt;keepin it trill with the boys&lt;br /&gt;tryna drown out the noise&lt;br /&gt;telling ev&#39;rybody hush&lt;br /&gt;thoughts moving in a rush&lt;br /&gt;no slowing down, time for the shelf&lt;br /&gt;just need a moment to myself&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/04/silence-lights-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (2FlowCity)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIH17Qfg1g2tOE0ehAfcJKnA2tcHNISFurvKY3_VY2wjzWYMx9Dh25BG57TdAVpcWSlRC9uxsKHL3AeJ0qVbccb4haup8t04laeTcjm-Xq7_GT39UbarhCx7D-NuenoGJ2zyUDa8fToh4/s72-c/1+silence.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-7224577406450785408</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2011 21:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-19T16:55:06.339-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Everyday Hustle</title><description>&lt;center&gt;Everyday Hustle&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see I hustle everyday&lt;br /&gt;each and every way&lt;br /&gt;tryna make it outta nothing&lt;br /&gt;my life so ima be something&lt;br /&gt;point blank, always work hard&lt;br /&gt;dedicated, watch me make it far&lt;br /&gt;last chance by the passion&lt;br /&gt;mediocre style of an assassin&lt;br /&gt;got them killers sitting everywhere&lt;br /&gt;my goons got goons and they over there&lt;br /&gt;see aint it all clear now&lt;br /&gt;we&#39;ll force you down to bow&lt;br /&gt;dont test me or even give me shit&lt;br /&gt;snap of a finger I can get you hit&lt;br /&gt;buried deep, something like six feet&lt;br /&gt;always come back to these my street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/04/everyday-hustle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-6243492365701208918</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2011 21:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-19T16:33:52.672-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Haunted House</title><description>&lt;center&gt;Haunted House&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cops steady watching&lt;br /&gt;but they aint never stopping&lt;br /&gt;goons run it on this block&lt;br /&gt;stash house keeps everybody on lock&lt;br /&gt;boys in the hood on he stoop&lt;br /&gt;and everybody ridin coop&lt;br /&gt;got gun, hustle drugs&lt;br /&gt;we all still just mugs&lt;br /&gt;come legit or we sick em pits&lt;br /&gt;no book smart, only street wits&lt;br /&gt;ridin for my click, do or die&lt;br /&gt;aint scared to shoot, snake eyes&lt;br /&gt;bodies buried in the backyard&lt;br /&gt;no tombstones, yet we hustle hard&lt;br /&gt;and smoke up on that sour&lt;br /&gt;dark swamps our house every hour&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/04/haunted-house.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-1890106407112579965</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Mar 2011 02:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-19T16:14:27.203-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Featured</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rant</category><title>Where Have You Been?</title><description>&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 324px;&quot; src=&quot;http://asnailpace.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/imageswhere-20have-20you-20been.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The past couple weeks have been pretty hectic for me. In which I have not posted to this site since then. For those curious, I have been working on rebuilding my music promotion website entitled &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.2flowcity.org&quot;&gt;2FlowCity&quot;&lt;/a&gt; where you can find the unsigned and unhyped artists in the Hip-Hop, Rap and RnB genre. I have also been compiling an email(E-Blast) service for artists. I am seeking donations or contributions to help me further the progress of the site and services I am offering. If you would like to make a donation/contribution through Paypal my email address is Mr.Hazard@ymail.com. I thank you in advance as anything can help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as my writing, I am always writing and coming up with new ideas to write about. I will have something posted tonight hopefully. We will see how things work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/03/where-have-you-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-7685452760040027382</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2011 04:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-19T16:14:11.221-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Wise Words</title><description>&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.thechoicedrivenlife.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/the-power-of-words.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Wise Words&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These desperate times seek wise words&lt;br /&gt;i&#39;ll snatch the worms from the birds&lt;br /&gt;so it wont matter if youre early&lt;br /&gt;fear the face im just a menace, surly&lt;br /&gt;above the rest, close to the edge&lt;br /&gt;dont push me I stay about my pledge&lt;br /&gt;moving forward, away from the strife&lt;br /&gt;aint scared to put an end to your life&lt;br /&gt;try me I dont always appear as I seem&lt;br /&gt;like a book, but this aint no dream&lt;br /&gt;times running out, this my race from hell&lt;br /&gt;dont ever want to be locked in a cell&lt;br /&gt;mentally, physically ill never be chained&lt;br /&gt;my past made me, so i remain trained&lt;br /&gt;bred a monster by my classmates, roughshod&lt;br /&gt;I dont fear nobody, not even God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/02/wise-words.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-7031651395976979477</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2011 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-20T00:22:42.500-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Bloodshot Eyes</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/jgr/lowres/jgrn999l.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;Cartoon taken from &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cartoonstock.com&quot;&gt;Cartoon Stock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloodshot Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im running with Bloodshot Eyes&lt;br /&gt;day to night ima work, no lies&lt;br /&gt;this is exactly how my life go&lt;br /&gt;grindin all the time, no plateau&lt;br /&gt;gonna succeed way before I ever die&lt;br /&gt;working late when the wolves cry&lt;br /&gt;up before dawn when the birds chirp&lt;br /&gt;cant strip ish from me.....usurp&lt;br /&gt;try me and you&#39;ll get a mean mug&lt;br /&gt;pigs harassing like a known thug&lt;br /&gt;It aint easy for me to trust you&lt;br /&gt;good plus the bad only more to accrue&lt;br /&gt;soul blacken&#39;d through a curse&lt;br /&gt;it wont be long til im the hearse&lt;br /&gt;so ima make the best of my life&lt;br /&gt;dont care about pain or the strife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/02/bloodshot-eyes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-9196534096441978303</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2011 05:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-20T00:23:02.740-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Featured</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rant</category><title>Tale of Philip&#39;s Flowers &amp; Gifts..........</title><description>&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 196px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i55.tinypic.com/iqg9iv.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Last Monday the 7th of February, I choose to apply at the Lagrange, IL location for a package handler job on Valentine&#39;s Day. The day in which I applied I spoke to the head of the delivery department. He told me that there was a permanent part-time position opening up due in part to their regular delivery driver calling off the upcoming weekend right before their big day. On Tuesday, I got a call back from the manager asking me to come in to fill out the other packet. I told her that I was unable to come in the same day as the call, but I went in the next day around 9am. She had me fill out the rest of the paperwork for taxes, emergency contacts, social security, etc.I was asked to come in the next day for training in which I went out with one of their part-time drivers who drives only on Saturdays, but his boss called him off of work. So he called and asked them if they needed any help for the day. On the 9 package route in which they sent us out on I personally took majority of the packages to the doors. The driver who was training me mainly talked my ears off explaining different things. We delivered the 8th package, after the 8th package was delivered he received a phone call. While waiting for him I started up looking where the next location was. After sitting for approximately 15-20 on him and looking through his maps while he was on the phone. I was unable to find the location. His phone call ends finally and he asks me where it is and I told him I looked at 3-4 different maps of his with no luck at all. He had no luck in finding it either so I grabbed the other maps in the van and within a couple minutes I had found it. After delivering the package we head back to the office. Then I go straight back out with the head delivery guy to deliver a package in Orland Park. He did the same thing by talking my ears off and almost repeating the same things as the other guy. After delivering the package and getting back to the office he had me take my lunch. So when I got back from lunch, I learned that my paper was unfinished due to missing items on the application. I was then sent home and told to come back to finish the paperwork the next day which is Friday the 11th. I went and finished the paperwork then went home cause they were unable to give me work since the HR department was not in for the day after she sent them in. On Saturday and Sunday I expected to work, but since HR was not able to review my paperwork until Monday. Regardless of my paperwork status she had me come to work yesterday which was Valentines Day. I get there around 8am and was sent out almost right away. I made a mistake by delivering the wrong package to my first stop. While looking for the third stop on a map I received a  call from them telling me I made a mistake to come back to the office. I get back to the office and the send me back out to the location to swap them out which is something I could have done on my way back to the office. Upon returning to the office after swapping out the packages they sent me home. I was told that the manager was mad and/or pissed at me because I made a mistake on a delivery and it was to a big account. Today they want me to return my shirts and jackets which I plan to do so later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I understand what I did wrong and that was not triple checking that I grabbed the right package. Everybody makes mistakes when they first start their new jobs. Does the first mistake need to end up by being sent home? Not at all. The situation was handled wrong by the manager 100 percent. She had the head delivery guy tell me to go home with the only reason being told that I messed up on a big account package which could have been fixed within a couple minutes. Personally, I feel like her actions were more blown up than what they should really be. When I go there later today, I have no clue what to expect honestly. I do not know if they are still going to want me to work for them. I suspect that they will not want me to, but if they do it comes down to morals. Morally would I want to work for someone who sent me home cause they were mad that I messed up one time. I know I need a job, but it should not be under those circumstances. I was so eager to start this job and work for them. I know personally I will not recommend anyone to work for them or to purchase any items from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you agree with the manager&#39;s actions? What do you think of this situation? What would you do in this situation?&lt;br /&gt;If you are in the Chicagoland area would you order from a floral like this?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/02/review-philips-flowers-gifts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i55.tinypic.com/iqg9iv_th.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-7503799413070346083</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2011 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-14T23:55:14.804-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Call Me A Liability</title><description>&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 435px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.mchumor.com/00images/3012_liability_cartoon_KK.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Picture grabbed from &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mchumor.com/gag_writers_kantola.html&quot;&gt;www.McHumor.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Call Me A Liability&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since birth I was a liability&lt;br /&gt;now im searching for stability&lt;br /&gt;working hard, never through deceit&lt;br /&gt;conquering odds, never seen defeat&lt;br /&gt;always going to test the waters&lt;br /&gt;try me, you might be slaughtered&lt;br /&gt;look into my eyes, burning flames&lt;br /&gt;by my side, they never play games&lt;br /&gt;true riders til death do us part&lt;br /&gt;no books, so call me street smart&lt;br /&gt;head to sky living by no limits&lt;br /&gt;buck you, never lived the gimmicks&lt;br /&gt;your only choice, trust me or not&lt;br /&gt;my clique stay armored up, swat&lt;br /&gt;shh I may be a liability for life&lt;br /&gt;no matter the pain or he strife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/02/call-me-liability.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-1907489898896940295</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2011 23:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-14T23:55:27.580-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Featured</category><title>Ways To Say I Love You on Valentine&#39;s Day</title><description>&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 390px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.kzbb.com/cc-common/mlib/1081/02/1081_1297099111.bmp&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The other day I was asking question about is Valentine&#39;s Day or Sweetest Day really important! Earlier today I spotted this and let&#39;s just say it was right down my alley. You do not need to go out and buy something expensive to please your wife, girlfriend or fiancée and it should be likewise for them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Valentine&#39;s Day, it&#39;s very important to acknowledge your partner and honor your relationship. For those who aren&#39;t able or fond of spending lots of money on gifts however, try one (or all!) of these Valentine&#39;s Day ideas to say I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;lh&gt;Ways To Show Your Love&lt;/lh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make a meal only out of heart-shaped items, foods that are red, or both. Try red velvet cake, valentini martini, fruit and cheese salad or a heart shaped cake.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knit a scarf.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write a love letter to say I love you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Create handmade coupons with gifts your partner can use anytime, such as a massage or a night out on the town with friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Does your partner ever ask you why you love them? Then create your own little booklet using dollar store items just for them entitled, &quot;Why I Love You: # Reasons&quot;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make a mixed CD of all of your favorite songs, or create a compilation of love songs that remind you of your mate. Better yet, learn how to play one of these love songs on the guitar and serenade him or her on Valentine&#39;s Day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn how to take erotic photos of each other with a digital camera.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make your own fortune cookies to take along to a Chinese food restaurant for dinner, and use them to woo your date on Valentine&#39;s Day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grab some construction paper and cut out as many hearts as you like. On each one, share a story about your relationship that shows how much you care. Once finished, take the hearts and string them individually from the ceiling so it looks like your home is raining love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Purchase some clear red balloons. Before blowing them up, place either wrapped candies, small gifts, and/or love poems inside each one, and then give them to your loved one as a bouquet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the above things are extremely simple to do. I have made mixed cd&#39;s before to express my love through words that I could not explain completely. My personal favorite from this list is number 10. The reason why I really like it is that it is not only clever, but you are able to show your feelings through different materials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know I will be single this again this year. I am still happy since I am working to get my life back in order. My hiatus from poems and writing has been caused by putting together an email list to offer a service to artists.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/02/ways-to-say-i-love-you-on-valentines.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-3950483328576468013</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2011 03:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-14T23:55:27.580-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Featured</category><title>Is There An Importance To Valentines Day?</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 393px;&quot; src=&quot;http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/valentines_day.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;The image above was taken from &lt;a href=&quot;http://xkcd.com&quot;&gt;http://www.XKCD.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Honestly my question to everyone is there really an importance to Valentine&#39;s Day? Even Sweetest Day? Isn&#39;t love suppose to be shown 24/7, 365 days a year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is meant to be shared between two people. Valentine&#39;s Day is simply a given day that you &lt;u&gt;MUST&lt;/u&gt; show your love. If not? Well let&#39;s just say your wife, fiancée or girlfriend will be mad at you. It&#39;s the same if you forget your anniversary, well maybe a little more mad. Most of the ladies expect it. The flowers, boxes of chocolates, teddy bears, the dates, etc. All of these things are priced higher for the occasion. Why should we be expected to waste a lot of money? I am for one, one of those people who like to show that I love someone all of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine&#39;s Day is basically just another government given holiday that stores use to make money. Sweetest day is like a baby compared to Valentine&#39;s Day whereas I do not even know much about it. I barely knew it existed. I always assumed it was the same tradition where the guy&#39;s buy girl&#39;s gifts, but then again I also heard it was the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So honestly are they really that important to celebrate? Let me know what you think? Also show love to your wife, fiancée or girlfriend on here as well! Leave a message to them if you would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not asking these questions cause I was just recently dumped by my girlfriend of 6 months a couple weeks ago. I have always felt this way since I was a little kid.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/02/is-there-importance-to-valentines-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-7820008892824595197</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2011 03:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-14T23:55:14.804-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Sending Shots</title><description>&lt;center&gt;Sending Shots&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im putting everybody on blast&lt;br /&gt;like your ex&#39;s from the past&lt;br /&gt;making ya miss what ya had&lt;br /&gt;sending shots, making you mad&lt;br /&gt;got a job still no girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;just want a ride or die til the end&lt;br /&gt;see you couldnt back your man&lt;br /&gt;dont worry I got a game plan&lt;br /&gt;visions a work of art, never shoddy&lt;br /&gt;dont tell me I wont be somebody&lt;br /&gt;shhh... try telling me something else&lt;br /&gt;cause im still living well, see&lt;br /&gt;making power moves is all I know&lt;br /&gt;hustle hard to stack that dough&lt;br /&gt;get in my way(pow, pow) imma blast&lt;br /&gt;sending shots throughout my past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/02/sending-shots.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-1919140500609119888</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Feb 2011 02:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-19T16:14:27.204-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Featured</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rant</category><title>Teacher-Student Sex?</title><description>&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;&quot; src=&quot;http://cdn.someecards.com/someecards/usercards/1295482450083_8530954.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;center&gt;A random thought earlier popped in my head. This thought reminded me of a article I read about another teacher getting in trouble for having sex with a student. So as I though about it, I took to Facebook with my opinion. Although, I am on here going more in depth of why I feel the way I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I had to say earlier, &quot;I swear these female teachers must be extremely stupid now-a-days. There have been at least 3-4 that have been arrested in the last week due to having sex with students. Don&#39;t you think they would hide it better or learn from these other teachers getting arrested? Btw it&#39;s sad that even with the students consent, if they did consent to it, that these teachers are getting in trouble. lmao.........&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told anyone knowing what they are doing is able to consent. Teenagers go to jail for adult crimes knowing what they are doing is wrong. Some also join gangs at an early age knowing what they are doing. These teachers are the same way going to jail for having sex with these student whether they consented or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though by law they consider it statutory rape, but technically it is not considered rape if knowing the actions giving consent.I feel like there are kids(students) already having sex at the age of 12. If these kids are able to consent with kids their own age. Why are they not able to consent to having sex with an older person? It was their choice and by no means should be punished by law. Any kid used for sexual acts under the age of 12 is a pedophile period. Age groups between 12-14 the teacher should be taken away in handcuffs for taking advantage of a kid. Ages 15-17 the teacher should not get in trouble as long as the kid knowingly consented to their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore my final thoughts....... When will these teachers learn right from the wrong? I do not think they ever will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;New&#39;s Stories&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJ3CYafk9NNgkAo1KPIsF_;_ylu=X3oDMTE0YWdkMjhuBHBvcwMxBHNlYwNjZHIEY29sbwNhYzQEdnRpZANVU05DMTRfMQ--/SIG=13bjv1l1g/EXP=1297084058/**http://news.cincinnati.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article%3fAID=/AB/20110204/NEWS0107/302040091/&quot;&gt;Teacher faces sex charges&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJ3CYafk9NNgkApVKPIsF_;_ylu=X3oDMTE0ZnZtcXRsBHBvcwMyBHNlYwNjZHIEY29sbwNhYzQEdnRpZANVU05DMTRfMQ--/SIG=13rausqub/EXP=1297084058/**http%3a//www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1354083/Single-high-school-teacher-sex-students.html%3fITO=1490&quot;&gt;Single high school teacher &#39;had sex with five students&#39;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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sex assault on boy, 15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJ3CcwgE9NMhMApGbQtDMD;_ylu=X3oDMTEzbHFnYmpnBHBvcwM0BHNlYwNzcgRjb2xvA2FjNAR2dGlkA1VTTkMxNF8x/SIG=151s74bnb/EXP=1297084592/**http%3a//www.nydailynews.com/news/national/2011/01/25/2011-01-25_loveland_teacher_courtney_bowles_busted_for_sex_assault_on_student_police.html&quot;&gt;Loveland teacher busted for sex assault on student&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJ3CebgE9Nwm8AAzzQtDMD;_ylu=X3oDMTEzZnV0djFjBHBvcwMyBHNlYwNzcgRjb2xvA2FjNAR2dGlkA1VTTkMxNF8x/SIG=12v7nvcjr/EXP=1297084699/**http%3a//www.foxnews.com/us/2011/01/26/ex-teacher-ran-student-gets-probation/&quot;&gt;Ex-teacher who ran off with student gets probation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/02/teacher-student-sex.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-1833965704585584979</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2011 21:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-08T02:13:03.817-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Journey From Heaven to Hell</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.elfwood.com/art/c/r/crites/heaven_and_hell_signed.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;*Picture Used From &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.elfwood.com/&quot;&gt;Elfwood&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey From Heaven to Hell&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you hear the death knell&lt;br /&gt;this is my only bid farewell&lt;br /&gt;my journey from heaven to hell&lt;br /&gt;noone to save me, im gone forever&lt;br /&gt;death took me to a new endeavor&lt;br /&gt;two-step&#39;d to the gates of heaven&lt;br /&gt;cant get into gates, no lucky seven&lt;br /&gt;living a fast life caught up in the end&lt;br /&gt;a one way trip, now i have to fend&lt;br /&gt;as I walk into the fiery depths of hell&lt;br /&gt;minds locked up by these demons, cell&lt;br /&gt;sold my soul to Lucifer, right price&lt;br /&gt;my own choices, no need to entice&lt;br /&gt;a race against time, doves verse crows&lt;br /&gt;this is the outcome I have chose&lt;br /&gt;maybe I am death I suppose&lt;br /&gt;when my heart last froze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/01/journey-from-heaven-to-hell.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-4922835836271330736</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2011 18:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-06T20:38:18.455-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Featured</category><title>Blog-A-Licious Blogs 01/26/11</title><description>&lt;center&gt;Shout out to @ &lt;a href=&quot;http://blogaliciousblogs.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Blog-A-Licious Blogs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i55.tinypic.com/nz175l.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They choose my blog for one of the blogs of the week!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-licious-blogs-012611.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i55.tinypic.com/nz175l_th.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-3008790397419266684</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2011 17:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-06T20:37:32.738-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Unknown*</title><description>&lt;center&gt;Unknown*&lt;br /&gt;*Please help me title this poem with a suitable name by leaving a name in the comment section.&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in and out of my life&lt;br /&gt;cant deal with the pain or the strife&lt;br /&gt;what is the deal good lord&lt;br /&gt;don&#39;t know if I can take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;Daddy&#39;s gone and I dont know where&lt;br /&gt;all I can say is life aint fair&lt;br /&gt;why cant he come home real soon&lt;br /&gt;noone&#39;s seen him since he left at noon&lt;br /&gt;hoping he would just walk through the door&lt;br /&gt;with grocery bags from the store&lt;br /&gt;auntie died, no lie im missing he&lt;br /&gt;why do the same things have to occur&lt;br /&gt;truly feeling more dead than alive&lt;br /&gt;still walking the street, head to the sky&lt;br /&gt;holding inside keeping thoughts to myself&lt;br /&gt;weight off my shoulder onto the shelf&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/02/unknown.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-3102997996971382698</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2011 06:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-06T20:37:32.739-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Time, Time Again</title><description>&lt;center&gt;Time, Time Again&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time, time again I feel the same pain&lt;br /&gt;now im more eager to boss up and reign&lt;br /&gt;till today, i couldnt move or let go&lt;br /&gt;im going to bury it under the snow&lt;br /&gt;12 to 24 inches plus another 6 feet&lt;br /&gt;no remains will ever be seen, defeat&lt;br /&gt;another one gone, but never forgotten&lt;br /&gt;pain and the strife subdue&#39;d, rotten&lt;br /&gt;life goes on, yet it seems time freezes&lt;br /&gt;closure helps the pain to move on, eases&lt;br /&gt;time to move on, let go of them heathens&lt;br /&gt;no restrictions now im freely breathin&lt;br /&gt;it&#39;s easy I still a little bit of guidance&lt;br /&gt;here&#39;s one for the past, moment of silence&lt;br /&gt;this is how life goes, no need to explain&lt;br /&gt;Time, time again all I want is it to rain&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-time-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-4491562297017413400</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2011 21:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-06T20:37:32.739-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Looking Up Pt. 2</title><description>&lt;center&gt;Looking Up Pt.2&lt;br /&gt;Written by Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constantly looking up, dreaming&lt;br /&gt;just want a better life, fiending&lt;br /&gt;no ones handing out any chances&lt;br /&gt;stirring up my own ways, finances&lt;br /&gt;not enough income to pay the bills&lt;br /&gt;lights being shut off, time to steal&lt;br /&gt;house being foreclosed, strugglin&lt;br /&gt;a hot mess now im just jugglin&lt;br /&gt;between life or death, im nothing&lt;br /&gt;love of music, just poetry and rapping&lt;br /&gt;my head still raised up, third option&lt;br /&gt;still there aint no stopping him&lt;br /&gt;fighting til the finish line&lt;br /&gt;this is my life just gotta redesign&lt;br /&gt;prayin that it will rain again soon&lt;br /&gt;so my pain will wash away, new tune&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/01/looking-up-pt-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-7658950815759349643</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2011 07:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-06T20:37:32.739-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Twisted</title><description>&lt;center&gt;Twisted&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 21 yet im still reliving moments&lt;br /&gt;minds squealing in circles, donuts&lt;br /&gt;twisted sick thoughts, cant stop them&lt;br /&gt;OCD kicked in so I robbed em&lt;br /&gt;grabbed everything in site, Klepto&lt;br /&gt;still hard for me to accept, true&lt;br /&gt;madness in my mind, dementia&lt;br /&gt;got an army inside, we militia&lt;br /&gt;common war, good verse the evil&lt;br /&gt;pulling off new stunts, Evel Knievel&lt;br /&gt;reap the rewards yet i know better&lt;br /&gt;free&#39;d from the shackles, fetter&lt;br /&gt;my effort to maintain a mental estate&lt;br /&gt;blood rushing pumping my heart rate&lt;br /&gt;chip on my shoulder, twisted mind frame&lt;br /&gt;time for the inner animal to get tame&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/01/twisted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-2117931689199511029</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2011 00:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-06T20:37:32.740-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Regret Pt. 3</title><description>&lt;center&gt;Regret Pt. 3&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances I take, yes I still regret&lt;br /&gt;these are things ill never forget&lt;br /&gt;you used to say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;didnt even put up a fight, phony&lt;br /&gt;claimed I was your future, forever&lt;br /&gt;when did a lifetime become never&lt;br /&gt;you never could keep it real&lt;br /&gt;hiding secrets inside, conceal&lt;br /&gt;be yourself, why try to impress me?&lt;br /&gt;was with you cause of you, plainly see&lt;br /&gt;was always yours since the start&lt;br /&gt;you took ownership of my heart&lt;br /&gt;tattoo&#39;d all over with your name&lt;br /&gt;minds slowly dying from a war game&lt;br /&gt;i would put it on my life, i swear&lt;br /&gt;cant hide the facts it&#39;s out in the air&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/01/regret-pt-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989573112328476196.post-2945051775582017944</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 22:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-06T20:37:32.741-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Sinning Again</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Sinning Again&lt;br /&gt;Written By: Adam Hazard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each, every day im sinning again&lt;br /&gt;going hard, living in the fast lane&lt;br /&gt;switching gears, the sirens blaring&lt;br /&gt;mean mug, yes it&#39;s me evil staring&lt;br /&gt;why should i care if you try to scare me&lt;br /&gt;im already dead so even God fears me&lt;br /&gt;heaven or hell, im starting to burn&lt;br /&gt;lessons taught, bet youre eager to learn&lt;br /&gt;never knew better, hazardous minded&lt;br /&gt;trouble always finding me, blinded&lt;br /&gt;theres no end to the tunnel, caged in&lt;br /&gt;stray jacket goin crazy, loony bin&lt;br /&gt;deep inside, I got a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;gotta pick up the pieces, restart&lt;br /&gt;dont play sad songs on the violin&lt;br /&gt;no fear in my life still sinning to win&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Click to view more from &quot;Hazard&#39;s Mind&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hazardsmind.blogspot.com/2011/01/sinning-again_25.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.Hazard)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>