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Details | Didactic | |


How can one man find
More faith in a crevasse of Siula Grande,
Than most will ever know,
Sitting beneath a pulpit on Sunday?

Dulling the truth to grow the census,
Merchants and cowards comfort the carnal ear.
Marketing Christ’s love without his conviction,
Left willful in sin with nothing to fear.

In half doctrines and custom alter calls,
Prostituting the truth with all forms of prosperity.
Akin to seeding hookers in the chambers of Heaven.
Deceived to death twice by hand and blasphemy.

Feeding wolves from among your own flocks.
In the banquets of ancient mystics and bride Blavatsky,
Word of Faith gorging on their mammon,
Left choking in an insatiable eternity.

A culture’s blue concessions are gone, 
Giving more choices leaving Paul’s letters unread.
No church discipline or discernment left,
Testaments of burning flesh that once bled.

Refusing to submit to be broken.
Fading old blessings from past obedience.
Confusing favor with common grace,
Hypocrisy’s retribution birthed decadence.

Millions claiming the found life of the few,
In every eulogy and requiem,
Lukewarm afterthoughts of the Son,
Losing everything by never knowing him.

Despising the light of the living truth,
Lobotomizing guilt with the scalpel of ignorance.
Finding solace in the darkness of mystery.
Death marches infectious rainbows of tolerance.

Redefining roles and covenants in hemorrhaging lies
Under the pretense of the modern states,
Illusions of enlightenment killing somatic slaves.
Relativism’s heart courting the things he hates.

Enticed by the delusions of utopias,
Bound in the fables of autonomy.
Throats upon The two-edged sword,
In this American tragedy

This poem attempts to capture the Fundamentalist view on certain issues with other movements within Christianity.  Also, the man in the crevasse, chose a different kind of faith than you may have assumed.

Copyright © rob carmack

Details | Dramatic Verse | |


Money money, ringing in your tills,
Calling us to worship,
The hundred dollar bills.
Bend our knees in wonder,
Bow our heads in awe,
At the power of the liar,
Who now controls us all.
From the darkest deep caverns,
To the stars in the sky,
From the infinite universe,
To the strangers passing by.

From your inner most conviction,
To your laughing in the night,
From everything you 're  seeing,
To everything out of sight.

The new God has risen,
To claim the holy throne,
The one that we have emptied,
Our hearts all cold as stone.

The throne that we have emptied,
We killed the rightful king,
Sold his crown an sceptre,
Pawned his sacred  ring.

Raised his bleeding body,
Up on that bloody hill,
The silent lamb still bleeding,
As the money fills your tills.

Copyright © ness tillson

Details | Rhyme | |

A Stranger After Dark

I was sitting on the back porch ‘bout an hour after dark When I couldn’t help but notice a tiny pulsing spark. I thought it was a firefly – It had that kind of glow But I’d never seen the likes of it – what it was I didn’t know It flittered to and fro just like a firefly does I went into the backyard to determine what it was. Just as I approached the place I thought that it might be It flew right up and landed very close to me. Soon I realized it was no ordinary find. What happened next you won’t believe – it nearly blew my mind. A Lilliputian creature stepped from this tiny craft Right then and there I was aware of questions I should ask. He must have been aware of the fear he’d caused in me. I could see my hands were shakin’ -- never thought I’d be set free. His tiny voice became quite clear and in a most convincing tone He said, “My friend, be not afraid – I‘m here all alone.” He appeared to be confused a bit and why, I’ll never know But the fear that he had fostered was about to let me go. He began to tell his story; I let out a sigh I knew I’d better listen to this little guy. Now, he was small in stature; ‘bout a half inch, nothin’ more – Why, I believe that he could pass through the space beneath the door. . He then began to tell me – It must sound like a dream. He was here because of some wayward sunbeam. “I race Haley’s comet to the far side of the sun.” He said, “The race is always over before it has begun. There is a reason for these victories, you see My good ship Omnipresence, right here in front of me.” “Time and space,” He said. “Are always at my command. I can do more things with them than man can understand.” He said, “I spin the rings of Saturn, create firmament at will I flew a mission of atonement to a very special hill.” I asked, “Do you know Jesus? He died upon that hill.” He said, “When all things are settled, everybody will. I led three wise men to him that cold and wintry night The shepherds were there to witness a miraculous sight So you ask do I know Jesus? -- it fills me with such mirth -- This very craft was hidden there at the moment of His birth. I was there to hear the angels when they sang out on high. Yes, I’d say I know Jesus, That’s why I’ll never die.” Written By John Posey 12/18/12

Copyright © John Posey

Details | Senryu | |

You Will Feel

be mindful
human rights are human ways
that lead down

be careful
the words above always remain
wear no crown

trap the sin
destroy the lie of conceit
look within

don't consume all that you see
you will feel
wrong like fire

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal

Details | Terza Rima | |

Underneath It All

Dark clouds crowd the sky, diminishing light
Eternally, the Flower, Death covers it
Not a Soul is left to shiver, Death is night

Death controls the life of Man, all Lovers
Known as the Dark Angel he comes and goes
All fear him, for that he gives no do-overs

He steals life as the wind quietly blows
There is no remedy, not even time
Only God knows that the soul truly owes

The Soul lasts until the last, final chime
No hope, No desire, time to feed the Fire
You go to Hell, with Satan you will dine

You can’t be saved with your Lover’s desire
Your Heart, Body, and Soul are now Fire

Copyright © Mike Chomik

Details | Free verse | |

Name of the beast

Falling like lightening 
he who was cast forth 
from the greatest heights 
behold a pale horse 
and the name of him who sat on it was death

Hades followed him 
killing with the sword of hunger and famine 
inflicting such pain the beasts of this earth 
understand this he's a fallen angel 
Let them with knowledge and wisdom 
understand the truth reveals our end

Drinking from the wrath of the anti Christ 
waiting in the wings an agent of unimaginable evil 
possessed by Satan himself
I believe the board is set in the return of Christ 
as pieces are about to move

A sign of modern times 
he promises peace and persecutes those left behind
destroying to an unlimited degree our planet 
prospering through greed his legacy 
The end game has begun
once he appears a seven year reign will begin

Our Holy Master has spoken his name in Hebrew
he beheld Lucifer as lightening falling from the Heavens
I will ascend from the heights above the clouds 
I will be like the most high sacred place

one quarter of the planet will bow and worship him

Copyright © liam mcdaid

Details | Rhyme | |

To the Devil of the Dark Domain

You will remove the roadblocks that block my paths each day
You will not hamper what I do to succeed in my own way
You will not play your high pitched notes within my deafened ears
And take your hands from off my mind, and stop it with your fears

You will stop harassing me because I belong to Him
You will remove your minions now who paint the shadows grim
You will realize I have power that goes beyond this realm
He who shared the victory is stationed at the helm

You cannot overcome Him or steal me from His Father
You do not have the power to take my soul, don't bother
You will listen to my orders and heed the words I say
I know my place within the kingdom and don't get in my way

You will stop it with the H.A.A.R.P.  toy and taking people down
And cease from tearing up the homes in neighborhoods and towns
And halt your little puppet show in Washington, DC
And get your hand now off this nation's blood bought liberty

You better realize you're in for a fight, a fight you will not win
I've been bought with sinless blood, by a King who had no sin
He's the one you came against and failed to win His throne
But that belongs to no one else except the Cornerstone

You will stop your taunting that amounts to nothing good
And leave this house and take your bones that wear that dark robed hood 
Ever since the dawn of time you’ve constantly deceived 
But I know Him whom I’ve  believed so consider yourself relieved

June 7, 2013  

Copyright © Holly Smith

Details | Lyric | |

The Light Shall Overcome The Night

When you find yourself alone in the shadows
Void of peace and tricked by deceit,
Know that light flushes out the dark
And there's a light deep within your heart

If you find yourself in a crowd blind of clear sights,
Remove yourself from their company, and find some light

It will always be darkest before dawn
So prepare yourself a light
Because darkness will surely come

For shadow shrouds over everyone and everything,
Never are you alone when the night comes to cling

We all share the same sun and the same moon
But with life comes fire, let us use it to banish the present gloom

Together, when we all contribute to the fire
We can create warmth and huddle around the campfire
Until this present darkness expires

Some may be lost within the pitch black, and absent day
Some may even run wild in search of prey 

But know this..
Within your heart can start a spark,
The smallest fire can give birth to soaring flames
So bright you might even forget the darkness even came

The light shall overcome the night, breaching through the skies
So hold fast to your light, whatever it may be
A candle, a torch, a lantern, or even the full moon shining across the seas

GOD never gives us more than we can handle
So hold strong to your BLAZING candles

Copyright © Justin Worthy

Details | Carpe Diem | |

Clawing through the womb

  We’re breeding filth to teach them how to further destroy ourselves. Oroboros screaming louder than any Pentecostal. Penetrating deeper than any Catholic priest. We consume to further this consummation of decay. The brood awakens so we may teach them how to destroy themselves. Curse the son of weakness, cast aside. Damn the father’s eyes, a coward’s failure to rise as lord. No tears are shed for fallen false prophets. Only whispers from the furious dead. Master, Deceiver. Torn apart to feed the youth. Perish so many may flourish. Clawing through the womb. A septic vessel, rotting tomb. Never again will we awaken in the belly of lies. Forced fed chaos of the mind. I cut the cord and bleed the bit*h dry.

Copyright © Pauly Plaster J.R.

Details | Epic | |

On The Road To Vezalay Part 2

The Holy Land

The butchers slab of Hell, of Christian and Infidel.
Swords slash and cut lose the soul, fear! not 
conscience pays the toll. And yet with battles
endless plight, the cut and thrust, ferocious might.
For all the dark one ray of light, that gentle kiss 
one moonlit night.
Antioch, no quarter asked no quarter given, the
sword from blood to bone is driven. Then in the 
twinkling of an eye, the pain a sickening cry. Thud
the arrow hit my chest, piecing bone and armoured 
vest. From horse to earth I did fall, with failing 
breath her name did call.
And there he stood with coal black eye, be still
Christian or you will die. The arrow is close to 
heart, I must remove less the poison start. With
those words I drift to sleep, back to Avalon and
a promise keep. Was it hours or was it days, the
Devil tricks and mind it plays. When I woke he
was kneeling east, offering prayer to man and
beast. He saw me said rest Christian your heart
is sweet, it is full of love but incomplete. A
greener land and softer hue awaits, it is not we 
who control our fates. Pray tell me what's your 
name, he said call me friend are we not the same.
Jealousy and greed corrupt our aim, in our Gods
name we create our shame. He gave me rest he
gave me balm, kept the fire and kept me warm. 
I asked him why. He gave me that soft dark eyed
look, he said Christian it's all about a book. A man
who stopped to aid an injured man, a man ignored
by his own country men. Yes I said the good 
Samaritan, and my book has these stories to.
Your stronger now your wound has healed, time
to leave this foreign field. My family awaits with 
open arms, peace and warmth and all its charms.
I clenched his hands and kissed his cheek, as if
brothers in words did speak.

Copyright © Daniel Cheeseman

Details | Lyric | |

Dark Of The Day And The Light In The Night

Can you see through the lies?
Maybe you can but still deny
Evil likes to hide in plain sight,
Silently killing us with a treacherous blight,
Invading us like a swarm of flies
They coat themselves with sugar, maybe we should revise

Everywhere are their alibis 
Hiding in plain sight,
Hidden are their devilish spies
Oh how they trick us and test our might
Appearing as UFO's in the sky
Trying are they, to cause a fright
And drag us away from the light

Demons are they who hide and fool our eyes
Oh how they persist and continue to fight
Why? Because they know their end is nigh
Can't you see they use our minds against us?
Watch out for these things and don't be quick to trust
What I've learned I will share and must
For I wish not for the world to fade to dust

They spread religion just to watch the word of GOD rust
Christianity is the faith and belief in the word of GOD
Not to be twisted by personal opinions into a flaw
Wide is the dragons maw
Vomiting on GODS pure law
Religion was created so that we may be divided
Ever conflicting so that we may be blinded

Its about our relationship with GOD and our neighbors
Not separating and turning into traitors
Love does no wrong to others
So treat your neighbors as sisters/brothers
Religion says you must earn salvation
But hasn't Christ already saved us from our own devastation?

Christ the great redeemer,
Uplifting the believer

Copyright © Justin Worthy

Details | Narrative | |

Face Of Modern Slavery

A shameful act in this world we live today
surely an educated mind can clearly see the truth behind a mask
Ignorance is the hardness of heart manifests in such violence 
The horrors and inhumanity of it heartbreaking reality reeks
A mortal sin attacking the vital principle within us all
slavery is very much alive and growing each dawning new day

New bigger than ever in the 21st century, returning evil dawns
Turn a blind eye poor unfortunate girls without a voice cry for love
India has the largest number of slaves in world we live in
The dark side of such a beautiful country an evil vice grips hold

Taking a new form, bride trafficking exploiting the poor
those unfortunate falling prey to traditional arranged marriages
some are sold off like objects for as little as 160 euro's, up to 225 euro's 5000 rupees 
Vulnerable young women exploited forced into hard labor some injected with drugs e.t.c they say their life is Hell not worth living

Working morning and night beaten in extreme heat raped by family members
Their is a social status manufactured from all this a stigmata deceit and trickery
they are then disgraced known as purchased women

Men and women so called mercenaries in a perverse vice 
looking at ill got wages they act as brokers in a deliberate choice of evil 
This the gravest violation of good clouds and corrupts judgement 
Entrapment and sale of poor unfortunate vulnerable women as brides
victims of greed to an illegal trade one grave offence
Turning away from evil out of fear of punishment 
we ourselves are in a position of slaves

Studies have been carried out the world over 
treating women as baggage or a commodity or an item of less worth
they lead their victims into evil doing without choice 
They do the most punishing of manual labor exploited under extreme conditions
Some have been taken from their families forcefully again'st their will 
then sold many times over as sexual objects and given drugs 
sedated to prevent them from escaping living a life of constant fear 

Tears roll down my cheeks 
law is a broken promise of truth to protect innocence
25 years of selective abortions willfully being practiced
by doctors and surgeons alike
protecting wrong doers cry people oppressed forced in some circumstances
life is sacred a verdict of moral conscience 

Only in the female section a shame and disgrace 
now a population of mostly men seed of their wrong doing
Oppression of the poor cries to Heaven for revenge 
keeping of slaves deprives thee laborer of their wages 
were is human rights in all this God be merciful 

Our blessed mother holding Queen of Heaven sits with the father and the son 
forgive them as they are blind to the truth an ignorance in their guilt
A mothers tears are the most precious love one blessing 
The suffering of these innocent girls, we all seek happiness in the fairy tale end

Rich men acting as brokers dowries a property exchange how awfully sad
How shameful this is slavery returning to the past sins 
enduring a life of constant sexual abuse considered unclean
this should be banned as it turns my stomach were is equality
More the Devil's advocate, such heartache and tears justice a virtue
all because you were born a woman some are taken by force an uneven balance
beaten and battered victims, a sadness overwhelms me 

Sex selective abortions, a blast again'st girls 
if the unborn child is female more than likely will be aborted
Costs of dowries crippling to parents, going into debt 
A woman, one precious jewel in my eyes who gives birth to new life 
in the fruit of love, to be held equal with an equivalent say
contrary to the divine  law
Created from a rib of man 

Families torn apart for what, such reason greed of money
The countless women enslaved live in hope 
unrepented evil brings eternal darkness destroys charity
This new prosperity is but a distant dream for some 
10 million people in enslaved in India

They have an imperialist attitude with political dominance over the poor 
The colonist legacy remains with status 
Some are considered of worthless class
Slavery laws should be enforced abolishing such inhumane cruelty 
in such loveless acts
fruits of charity are joy to behold brings peace and mercy 
as they project something to the outside world that they are not 
Hidden under the carpet their lies the sins of falsehood  

Copyright © liam mcdaid

Details | Free verse | |

The Three Days of Darkness

The Three Days of Darkness, A Poem

It is true this prophecy 
That the mightiest things of God come in threes
There were three wise men and three sets of gifts
There were at least three apostles that loved to fish
There are three parts to the Almighty Godhead
And 3 days my Father in the tomb lay dead
It is true
He showed me his beautiful face in peace just lying there
It was a most angelic vision that he delivered to me
He wanted me to see the power of the number three 
And that this prophecy is soon to come true
Three days of darkness is surely upon you, he said to me with his gentle voice
Three days of darkness for all of mankind
What will occur during these three days you might ask?
It will be the greatest treasure to the universe
For the Lord God Almighty and his precious Father will walk amongst the earth
They will meet with each and every citizen and give them one final chance
One final chance to see them face to face before the trump shall sound
He will say to his children, I Am the Messiah and I have been found by so many
Won’t you care to join me in my heavenlies?
I am giving you this final chance to make your allegiance to the One True God
It is I, Jesus Christ, that came down from my throne to set all of humanity free
It is I, Jesus Christ, that wants you to know how very sorry I am that the 
Has wreaked such havoc upon this earth
I am coming soon in the clouds
Be thirsty for me
Much calamity is coming to your earth soon
It is only a matter of moments away
Won’t you please come into my presence this day
I am knocking on the door to your heart 
And I want to make Myself known to all of mankind
I am giving you all one final chance
When you see the 3 days of darkness upon you
Gather your families and sing praises to me
There will be many evil things lurking about in the darkness
Stay in your homes and stay close to me
Claim the blood of Jesus Christ upon your doorposts
Claim the blood of Jesus Christ upon everyone you know
I am the Lamb that was slain for the sins of the world

This is a poem and this is a prophecy
Listen to the words of our Almighty God
He will use any method to get his words out to the masses
Even a lowly person like me
All hail the power of the name of Jesus Christ!

Written by Gwendolen Rix

Copyright © Gwendolen Rix

Details | Rhyme | |

Last Stand

Who was it that has sent you here this day?
Timed with chance by a wronged man's suspicions.
An accurate surprise shot you this way.
It was quick like me shutting this small book.
Death before repentance on back slide slope.
Smoother than oil drops on honeycomb's hook.
Left with regrets measured by hourglass sand.
So it is by this white throne I now stand.

**Inspired by Proverbs 5:3 (KJV)**

Copyright © rob carmack

Details | Rhyme | |

The Masters

h when i was truth i fell
drew boy i grew up
still def still be a cre4ators tool
wipers for the pain tears drop
fear not, fret no baby worrys from the devil. whispers on my ear xrtays , be very afraid, cantrall camaflauge like a sand dollar, honor boy we descretion , a virtue is all im left now, we the still launching balls in the park, remarks, its remarkableaint it?deep all dark as the cell lights from weldsgenuine from the top to the bottom, weathered by the struggle tried and true i confess tyhe devil still got a bounty on my head here, Weapons come bring all even that

determination reaffirmed confirmation
dragged across the face of
the devil, and i will face him,
killer on a cutthroat, lost my chrome and prorellis,
tomahawk mechetes,common cause i blare on, bread and butter, married to love of, giving mary credit, everytime i ever said it, deeper than the message, freedom never said more, boy act like he badder, go for me now im bipolar facing all weapons like its the deepest ****ing episode, connection in the west, no nothing coming easy, friends spell finders,wilder than saying it aint over, i aint acting like im clean, babys body beating on my head whelps and melodies, def to a felony, boy consider carefully im more than just distant memories, more than u still feell, the crown on your head of a king i slam down, been down in this sound like seashells has been around, like it hurts well pain is my profession, still trying trying to perfect it, pros dont know whats pros and cons know, among those pics as fast a lens close, so i been known tell u motha****as i been known, still feeling likke i got a price on me, yea devils got a bounty on my head, ask my nephew, ask me and stars shine like scars be me traveling far to minds, reaching for more life treating this like im beast tearing out this town by its eyeballs, white squalls black powder , blast that ass like Im massive passions in acid baths,listen strictly speaking to the Masters, G-force and white noise creator of the devil salngs pain choice words Streets still speak ina deep voice, do u feel remorse, hear the men i lead hear me boy slient in a count down anticipation anger too got u making mistakes now, now now no i aint even dressed in your wardrobe, take the tie off, nical all nighters, alcohol graig them twist their ****ing minds up, listen if u got better hand, well stealth meet finesse's nails, i said i will, sett a trap and the net never catches me it never will, dealing with a hardhead, as i rain hell down soft my middle finger the taste of victory , that u still long for, flash that mercy and emergencys well dont freak out, i speak out
and put a X on a narc's head, boy im part metal, its what i teethed on, Like Im thuggish for accidents that the dicate the laws broken by a skunk, feel my blanco vendetta,as it shrinks your stature, just suppose I stole your power, well ***** u can have it back,

Copyright © Timothy Jacks

Details | Imagism | |


Whiter than the bright
Light at the dawn of the day
Like an angel I fly
... High across the skies

A giver of life where I can
Amidst the dying bands
God's healing hand
To suture broken lands

Nobility fluorishes as 
I furiously and faithfully fly
Throughout terrestrial turf
Adhering my hierarchy's call

Not long before dusk
Sets and soon befalls me
Then my deific identity
Rises rapid to fall 
As a flag fully masted
Once the day ascends
Decorating my alter
As its ego impends

Reams of robust ravens 
Hover atop my haven's roof
As eery emblems exposing
My man in living proof
His character concealed
Behind his closed corridors

Capricious components conflict
Like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
One way one day, then the 
Succeeding day someone 
Separate abides

Like Paul, wrestling knowing
The good I want and aspire to do
Yet like Peter live a lie
With depthened knowledge of truth

Loudly speak godly resistance
To demonic temptations
Yet quietly play in persistance
With their tasteful sensations

Real revelations revealed as
I trail through the night
Crying creeks and confessing
Raising rage to the light

Clearer, vivid visions unveil
What my mirrors masked
Revealing the vibrant vase
That was shattered like glass

The total truth ALAS!!!!
Has told its tragic tale
Of daytime's white angel
Who by night demon fell

No longer mimic the virgin
Who within was a harlot
No longer wear white robes
With others raided in scarlet

Transformation's tough touching
Totality's taken its course
Then tapes the truthful shape
My soul will seal and endorse

~Poetra Jah~

Copyright © Leonard Gage

Details | Imagism | |


Swallowed by waves
Intensely waged in war
A mariner swims seized
In anarchic zones

Colliding crests of clear 
Currents clash/clutch
Shifting and drifting it 
Further from shallow
Fluidic floors

Lingering lured beneath 
Deep aqueous lands
He swims sedate a
Straight stroking lap 

Embarked on his quests 
To cults of creatures as featured 
Foreshadowed and seen 
In rippling revelation

The chilling cool
Of the seas quench
The tip of his tongue
Tantalizing his thirst
While the lighthouse bells
Roar renouncing the curse

Concocted clamantly by 
Imps tightly towered ashore
In aimless search of
He who fiercely fled 
Like a falcon freed
From the flooding floors

Mellow sweet melodies 
Sound a sugar's energy burst
Beaming bright as the sun
Sparks the dawn's white flame

Shading the scenes a
Deific seraphim's drape
As the towering sky's
Blue clothed in white cape

How brilliantly a defunct figure 
Darted deep in the distance
Shapes an empryean eel 
Adrift its ocean's reticence

~Poetra Jah~

Copyright © Leonard Gage

Details | Epic | |

Dark wolf

Dark wolf......
 Why still  choose to be on the attack
An blame me for this vicious act
I will not cower
In good vs dark 
My choice is light 
Bring on this fight
There is no surrender 
With a subject so tender
The truth will stand tall
There is no fear at all
With God by my side let it be known
I will offer him my life  to honor his throne......

Copyright © Ninette Carey

Details | Free verse | |

The Light

They praise me like a saint,
But I am a sinner;
They don't know the man they see.
I am an addict.
Broken eyes to pornography,
Only Jesus can set me free.
Only by His death on the cross
And the grace of His Father's love
Am I able to be set free.
With God as The Light,
The One and Only Light,
The Only Hope in sight,
Will I be set free.
I am free.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

Details | Quatrain | |

Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

Details | Kyrielle | |


In light of all I ponder now
The sins I hold inside and how
I conquer one and fall to ten
Tonight I lie awake again.

In fear and trembling I commit
To ne'er befall the devil's wit
And yet I wade in errs of men
Tonight I lie awake again.

And naught may save me from the grip
Of Satan's fierce and fiery whip
Unless I grieve and only then
Tonight I lie awake again.

Copyright © Pendleton Arkwright

Details | Rhyme | |

Dialogue of Souls

Best of friends, for countless years,
we had the best of times.
Now as my eyes are filled with tears,
your soul to Heaven climbs.
The path we take, not always clear,
I feel so lost without you here.
Your last words, prophetic now,
“I’ll be home soon”- you knew somehow.
You left me here, I’m so alone,
but I dreamed Heaven had a phone.
We talked all night, you fell asleep,
I held the line to hear you breathe…  


   Copyright © 2013

Copyright © Cole Banner

Details | Narrative | |

Hostile Times II

Hostile Times II
By Nate Spears

Busted love is my Crystal Ball's fortune
My heart hurts in a torturing way
Nothing ever works in my favor
Standing still 
I lower my head and pray 
Confessing to God 
All I have to give

A 16 year old rebellious daughter
A 13 year old son that’s dead
My father is in prison; so is the one of my two kids
Is this really a way of living?
I didn’t have a choice from the days beginning
Anything different
Would have a given me a chance
at living

Walls of barriers bearing on us 
On this earth we stand
Refusing to let go of this curse
If no bill is signed by Congress
My unemployment runs out next Thursday 
Now I contemplate what’s next?
Sex dollars or Creflo's Dollars?
Be an honest woman; or
Be a fool that’s starving?
When pushed to the limit
All governors are discarded.

Hostile Times rains upon us
Other nations joins the honors
The Elite makes me vomit
There’s plenty of resources among us
God have mercy and let it trickle down on us
Rather than become degrading
In this pew 
I choose prayer
Becoming Sunday Mornings best
Washing away my pains that become abreast; with my chest
Bringing in a new day, 
A today, 
For a better way
In these hostile times we live in.

Copyright © Nate Spears

Details | Couplet | |


Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs

Details | Free verse | |

Am I Still Forgiven

I did it again; I need forgiven.
Will He still forgive me even though I've fallen before?
I've fallen into these same sins countless times before;
I still haven't learned my lesson.
I am an ignorant hypocrite.
Am I still forgiven?

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

Details | Verse | |

Right Now

In the exact moment that I am right now
I stand in a sea of vulnerability;
susceptible to the effects of causes around me
and since I am fully aware, 
I own my surroundings
I am one with sounds and vibrations
resonating from the earth;
I am that pulse of the drum beat 
thats been thrashing 
inside me since birth

Right now, I am exactly as I am
deeply flawed and misjudged
used, victimized and persecuted
Right now I am you in the absolute

Right now, I am exactly as I am
balanced, whole and complete
attracting abundance and certainty  
Right now I am peace - still you
Right now, I am exactly as I am

Copyright © humble b

Details | Free verse | |

I Messed Up

Lord, please forgive me.
I need You.
I messed up.
Please, save me.
Thank You.
I trust You.
I love You.
I am a hypocrite.
Please, change me.
Thank You.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

Details | Lyric | |

The nightmare of reality

Can’t help but dream of the fear
The fear that brings a tear
Entering the gates of hell
Seeing how far I fell 

From the bottom of the skies I cry
I’m encaged in this dark cell
From the top of my lungs I scream
I’ve reached the pits of hell

Waking in this nightmare of forever
Sitting with this hopeless endeavor
Paying for every second of my sin
Regretting the fact that I’ll never win 

From the bottom of the skies I cry
I’m encaged in this dark cell
From the top of my lungs I scream
I’ve reached the pits of hell

Sitting alone
in the flames
Reflecting on everything
That caused this pain
Lived a life of lies
Mocking the truth of the wise
Instead of chasing the only way to succeed
I chose to live in my selfish greed 

How did I look into the wonder of the night
And not choose to give God my life
I refused to live with faith
Instead I chose to spit in God’s face

From the bottom of the skies I cry
I’m encaged in this dark cell
From the top of my lungs I scream
I’ve reached the pits of hell

Copyright © Zach Mitchell

Details | Dramatic Verse | |

My telephone booth

Always a little leak,
Dripping in my roof.
As the thunder and the lighting,
Storm around my telephone booth.
The tidal wave is rising,
To drown the children a sleep,
As we hammer in the nails,
Through his bleeding wrists and feet.
Some talk of joy and wonder,
Some talk of better days,
But I try to tell you something,
That makes you shy away.

The humanity inside you,
The innocent lamb and dove,
Have been eaten by the humans,
Covered in *****and mud.

Your soul you held within you,
Your children that you loved,
Have been eaten by the humans,
Who drank the holy blood.

The holy and the sacred,
That once we beheld in awe,
Is now the dancing laughter ,
Of the drunkard and the whore.

Always a little leak,
Dripping through my roof,
As the fishes go on swimming,
Around my telephone booth.

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Copyright © ness tillson

Details | Epic | |

Betch Please, Really

I simply love being me for I am so good at everything step into my city and they will tell you who is King one day when I am hungry I will swallow everything then and only then shall I inherit the stuff I dream even then I promise not to settle for satisfaction at any instant half a second I could spring into full action so go against me? please, you do not even measure up to half of the goodness that I hold tight like my treasure still spreading rumors about me to try and destroy my life can't believe I let myself get beat by a stripper and my self-intended knife try and say I'm gay even though we both know that isn't the truth just ask any woman I been with if they ever needed proof they'll say I was the cream of the crop as they took it all night knowing I just may never stop I own the status of a legend now what you got left to say when I bring it twenty-four seven?

Copyright © Bj Fard