::  ::Featured Works Of DAPF Club Members ::  ::


Contrary to the belief of some, the"Regulars" who debate in the dA Politics Forum are also artists and writers as well!

So, without a lot os fnfare and ado, I present to you the works of the dA Political Forum Club Group.

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  MasterOfPointillism



  TheCH

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BenHeine

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  AdventNebula

MasksI wonder anymore. Why do I even care or try at times? Every person has several masks that they put on, Shit even i do, and thus you can NEVER truly know who a person is.
People have a mask for when they are around family. People have a mask for when we are with friends. People have a mask for the significant other. People have a mask for there co-workers. People have a mask at home around there children. People have a mask for life out in public.
We all have a reason for our masks, but no two people have the same reason for that mask. Let seance the advent of modern technology we have created even more masks. The internet has lead to an endless amount of masks that we can have. Just spent an hour on 4chan, read live journal for a bit, or even any social networking site and this is self evident.
The point I am making here is, that the moment that you think you know someone, your going to find out soon, that there are still several layers left before you can truly know a person. If anyth Go Back To BedI hear a marching. A marching of bodies to a rhythm, a rhythm of war drums
So, I start to ask questions and I find no answers. All I hear is, “Go back to bed America, your government is in control.”
Sitting in a bombed out house
I hear the jets scream overhead
I watch as the government killers walk
I ask a question to myself
How did a nation fall so low?
The button was pressed years before
When the worlds nations rose ageist us.
Tired of us never listing
Standing up and making us learn.
The wrongs and the genocide we committed.
Yet we can’t blame anyone else
We in America had it coming
We were the bullies of the world once
Now we are just an anarchist’s dreamland
Where chaos reigns daily.
Survival is the dish we live for
As the government tries to salvage itself
For its machine is slowly crumbling away
Now that it can’t tell us that we can trust them.
10,000 faces no more.
So as I watch the marching
I clench my pistol
Hoping that I am not seen
Hoping that I don

AGMorgan



  blissart



  mei-rikomei-riko

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  projectvxn

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  lima-bean



  Francishphoto



  FreakyLaurent



  Jeremyti



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River of dreamsAnd I lay down next to a river
that I could never hope to cross twice
And I am no-one
And I am nowhere
And it is beautiful---
Bladed-Truth--------------------kamy-ska