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Details | Quatrain | |

we our souls will spend our time repenting

we our souls will spend our time repenting 
but the body of truth always comes to light 
in drawing an end to come with true believers 
so they can see the many faces of the devil 

greed in this world money takes over always
as they worship first with the devil’s tools 
invading our space all for the sake of black 
liquid gold tainted hearts in its color so pure 

shame on this world absolutely for mankind
has not learned at all given profound problems
aplenty and stands the testimony of our times 
while war does not resolve anything—death’s end 

only when family lives are directly affected 
they have the fighting right to protect and live 
wherever they choose but we are all controlled 
and always told what to do openly or furtively 

in a system rolling unto the end of mankind
shut eyes in the face of truth and honesty 
the whole setup is a joke makes one laugh 
countries run amok and history repeats itself 

doing the devil’s work at command or by one’s will 
while throwing our money around with profligate zeal 
like they are usually royalty by some birthright and 
this says so much for the world we live in today 

looking at their greed it’s oh so clear for all to see that
with food dished out on silver cutlery and others starving
our priorities have run afoul of charity and common sense
running everything into the ground to support their lies

present catching the past and past is the future’s prologue 
Earth soon develops a chasmic breach at depths reaching a 
heart's song unheard powers unchanging with a most awful
and pronounced Quest of more which destroys the very Soul 

in a such a pitiful world so desolate and blind 
are pure souls who wish with love to shine bright 
one chance will come with a golden sun shining 
but will human kind seize the golden glory at hand 

two paths lie in tomorrow’s dawning shadow dark— 
the path to the end or to the new beginning for mankind 
we live ever together striving for a peaceful endeavor 
we live at war forever on the very fringes of Hell itself 

the way to Armageddon lies open and wants to greet us 
the way to the golden life of peaceful bliss is still possible 
but at tomorrow's dawn do we change our path or will we 
sing the song of stupidity and be dark from tomorrow on 

We must have peace . . . In Our Time or Perish Forever!

Gary Bateman, Liam McDaid, and Michael Clarke – 
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved 
(December 4, 2014) (Quatrain unrhymed poetic form)


Details | Free verse | |

War Mentality

They come from a different era
where patriotism is a just cause
they would fight for the true blue
never mind who was right or wrong

they stood staunch and egos proud
their chest out, backs straight and chins up
they come from an old style of thinking
I fight today as my father and grandfather did too.

fighting for an eye for an eye tooth for a tooth
I will die to serve my country even if its a lie
if you try to invade our land
we will come and conquer you

we are defenders of the truth
but the old timers forget
and the young ones have a narrow point of view
there was a time when the immigrants were Irish, Italians and jews

racism was rampant and that hasn't changed
Christians today still preach
'Jesus is savior they say repent your evil ways
pushing their rhetoric just like the roman empire did

amazingly America seems to be doing the same
history seems to repeat itself time and time again
war, religion, oil and what we perceive  as freedom
we invade again and again and call it defending democracy

yet the intelligence comes from spies and other governments
because they have shared interests in different types of policy
they all carefully choose their words
because one slip of the lip could trigger war as it has happened before

todays war on terrorism is a campaign designed  to instill pain 
and un-trust to drain our resources from us 
And our leader claimed up front this is not a religious war
yet he paraphrases from the bible we'll get those evil doers

you see bush fooled our religious leaders too.
he used their belief in Jesus he tricked 'em all just to get their vote
he claims he's a born again Christian and this Christians embraced him holly
but then one day bush spoke to Jesus and asked what to do with Iraq

Jesus responded Invade that country
Now dont get me wrong Jesus was not about war 
he taught of peace, love and compassion
however his message has been twisted and turned over time 

and history shows the hands of Christian religious leaders are always bloody
because they twist the truth to control dictatorship is always the goal
Bush had been plaining war before a judge handed him the seat
on his first day he signed a bill into law prevent any criminal charges against him



Details | Classicism | |

Mistakes

Oh what a mistake I have made,
Traveled so far to end up this way.
  Not in a million years would I have guessed,
That this idea was truly not one of my best.
  Never had  known things had changed so much,
We for sure had fallen so far out of touch.
  So many different do's , don't , and bewares,
Actually has left me absolutely  scared.
  What a fool I was to ever believe,
That she would ever be in love with me.
  At my age you would think I know better,
You can trust this will be remembered forever.
  Oh what a terrible mistake I have made,
Wanting all these memories to just fade away.
Tac


Details | Dramatic Verse | |

SO blind

   All this time I have always had my doubts,
Not the person led to believe is what I found out.
   To be deceived and lied to for oh so long,
Down deep I knew there was something wrong.
   Head over heels I had fallen in love ,
Always thought you were sent from above.
   How the knife is twisted into my side ,
So much pain I can do nothing but cry.
   These memories of what I thought was real,
I'm confused and I don't how how to feel.
    Is this really possible that I did not know,
Through all this time it never showed.
    Such an evil thing to do to a man ,
Especially the lies which he could not stand.
    How cruel and cold your heart must be ,
To carry on as you did never letting me see.
     Hard to accept all those moments  so dear ,
Realizing they are now my greatest fears .
     What was to be Joy and Happiness,
Replaced by the feelings of a loneliness.
   Never did I imagine this happening to me ,
Thinking that you and I were meant to be .
   It's a very hard thing for a man to accept ,
When he finds out that he's been tricked.
    Was it the money or the control you had ,
Maybe because you are really just that bad.
    Some day soon for this you will have to pay ,
For the sins against me and your evil ways.
    Goodbye to you  who ever you are ,
For in this heart you have left brutally scarred.
Tac.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Time to Reflect

There was a time a while ago when animals mattered.
Treated as species that aided men and there well being, they were special as they were gathered.
Now humans have brought many to the brink of existence.
Progress by man has intruded on their habitat and threatens their sustenance.

Tress is necessary as well as plants for our very air.
Yet, in the jungle and forests we have chopped them down we just don’t care.
Man has a way of ruining the planet for money and greed.
Forcing the breeds of animals and plants to extinction caring not about their needs.

Progress man building more cities overpopulating the earth.
Spawning more children overstretching our natural resources what is it really worth?
Our children have a bleak world to look forwards to in their future.
Why do we not think of them? We should love them and think in love and nurture.

Money is said to be the root of all evil.
The evil one knows this that’s why he is called the devil.
An un-godly spirit malicious in his evil intent.
His fallen angels his legions are now in total content.

His spirit is powerful and corrupting man is his way.
Knowing his time is short he escalates evil every day.
Lining the pockets putting corrupt officials in Washington.
His smoke and mirrors with his evil partners are ruining this nation.

We have turned from our Fathers edicts, laws and morals.
Soon we’ll pay the price along with the evil one, repenting we won’t so it’s very improbable.
Our nation has one slim chance we must return to God and re-take our Christian values.
To do otherwise animals, plants, even humans have no chance it’s a moral issue and to animals, trees, and plants it’s very cruel.


Details | ABC | |

redeeming the time for the days are evil

IN THIS GENERATION, THE LEVEL OF EVIL HAS BECOME so RAMPANT that CHRISTIANITY IS ALMOST VACCANT.
IN THIS GENERATION, CHRISTIANITY HAS BECOME A SHADOW, SO SHALLOW THAT IT’S ONLY DWINDLING ON THE BANKS OF FOG.
IN THIS GENERATION, CHRISTIANITY, JUST LIKE DIGNITY, VANITY AND VIRGINITY ARE NOW CONSIDERED AS INSANITY.
THERE IS NO SONG, NO QUESTION AND NO PEACE
BUT WHO IS TO BLAME?
FOR EVERYONE IS MAKING A STEP BACKWARDS AND SAYING AWE SINDINE!
WHAT THEN SHALL WE DO BECAUSE EVIL HAS STRIPPED ITS CURTAINS ON MANKIND AND???
THE MORALS AND VALUES THAT COMPLETES ONES HUMANNESS HAVE ALL BEEN LOST IN THE WILDERNESS. FURTHERMORE
THE TRAUMATIC AND SATANIC ACTS LIKE HUMAN DISCRIMINATION AND ELIMINATION THROUGH PREGNANCY TERMINATION HAVE BECOME A NORMAL ROUTINE OF THE DAY.

AS EARTHLY ANGELS, WE SHALL STRUGGLE TO KEEP OFF THE DIRTY ACTIVITIES THAT HAVE MUSHROOMED IN EVERY SOCIETY BECAUSE NOWADAYS, THERE indeed IS A VARIETY OF ANXIETY.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE HAVE ACCEPTED EVIL. THEY HAVE REJECTED CHRIST WHO, FOR THEIR SAKE, WAS SACRIFICED.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE HAVE DESERTED THEIR SAVIOUR. THEY HAVE EMBRACED THEIR EVIL BEHAVIOR.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE FALL IN A SPIRITUAL WAR. THEY LACK FAITH AND THE DEVIL, FROM HIS BREATH POURS DEATH ON THIS EARTH WHICH HAS NO FAITH SO?
LETS US START: REDEEMING THE TIME FOR THE DAYS ARE EVIL!
INDEEED! THE END IS NEAR! THE BATTLE-FIELD IS ALREADY CLEAR! SO YOU MUST endure, PERSEVERE AND MUST HAVE NO FEAR BECAUSE ALL DAYS ARE NUMBERED!


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Borrow Time

A question, a sentence all made since, My apologies indeed,1 to the 2,3…. Can you make time a map, A man a watch, watching it as a clock slide by, Dear fox. Go seek out a dinner for me perhaps a dinner for three, Cause what I could see was a family for me. Is there no good or bad or have you seen no evil to know what it is sad, Settling for less if not the reason why this pen flows, At five o’clock in the morning just after I take a ride down to the coast, I began to catch a feast is it time for lunch with a breeze? , Please just read. But I took the road not taken, And like Robert Frost it was a demon I seen; in me. A lyrical poem with many different poets all in one, a rust diamond if this still is not gem, site the beach, for more discrete. I remember a famous rapper say don’t read too deep into my rhyms, I said to myself I know the feeling too well to be speechless to dine in and be sleepless, This is not the white house but the light is on in this house, all the time. This is the saddest thing to try to reason as I am floating in and out of consciousness , In a lumpy bed watching the clock, skip a beat at five o’clock in the morning, What a treat, And surgery of all things staying awake listening to everescence, Thinking to myself how this would sound better if it was duet with some R&B. I went across the street seen the Raven but still believe in heaven, And as I was waiting patiently a Rose grow from concrete, How long would it grow until the end of the road I think still, and blink. If you knew would you still search if you knew? Could you paint a picture of the life after death only if you knew. Can you get the greeting, and I mean all is well tell this to the Senate, This meaning is too far-fetched to reason. Like my favorite Poet John Milton my favorite poet without any QUSTION, That a book tells two side to a tale, why not witness? By just listening, Question! ! ! The life of a SENTENCE! ! ! It still makes sense somehow more or less than other. I blinked again knowing the content of his meaning, And arose from sleep just as a whisper in the night, And repeated repented as needed the questions, Indeed to answer all too well, Being five o’clock in the morning it was a question, A sentence it all makes sense, One to the two, three…… I sleep with a pen but I sleep with sword! ! ! ! ...


Details | Rhyme | |

The Flood of Destruction

The Flood of Destruction " 5 The LORD saw how great the wickedness of the human race had become on the earth, and that every inclination of the thoughts of the human heart was only evil all the time. 6 The LORD regretted that he had made human beings on the earth, and his heart was deeply troubled. 7 So the LORD said, “I will wipe from the face of the earth the human race I have created—and with them the animals, the birds and the creatures that move along the ground—for I regret that I have made them.” 8 But Noah found favor in the eyes of the LORD.” Gen 6:5-8 NIV Whilst Noah built the famous Ark, He warned the people of God’s judgment. Their period of God’s grace Came to its internment. The Ark offered refuge and safety From the coming destruction from water, But only Noah’s family Were saved by heaven’s Protector. God always offers grace to man, But that time of grace comes to and end. Judgment and its door of mercy closes Even before Christ descends. The three angels’ messages of Revelation Clearly tell us how. Destruction of those who falsely worship And to the last days’ image bow. False worship is the reason That every soul will be tested. Seasons of grace For a time God’s always invested. Similar to the days of Noah And that great Flood of old, But this earth will be destroyed by fire; A new and perfect world to unfold. The Flood was a cleansing of the earth; From sin and its evil intent. The fire will cleanse just the same, When by God to earth is sent. The righteous will be in the New Jerusalem, Safe from Satan and his throng. Although they’ll attempt destruction, The saints are protected, Singing the New Jerusalem’s victory song. © Copyright 2012 Maureen LeFanue www.maureenlefanue.com


Details | Rhyme | |

Is It God We Trust Or Leave In the Dust

Is It God We Trust? Or Leave In the Dust? As our courts remove God from this great nation. We are left with a confused and lost generation! As God is taken away from our public schools. A huge tide of immorality is what “rules.” The Bible is often mocked and discarded. It was on it’s principles this country was started! Just about anything of God seems to get scorned. So many “rush” to worship many ungodly forms. As God’s name is often tossed and thrown out. We tend to forget what HE is all about! Too often, his plans for living are tossed and abused. No wonder, there’s many who are lost and confused! As people forget God and worship the fallen creature. They look to themselves and “glorify” their features. Many ignore God, and get involved in deep addictions. And with this, come disease, heartache and afflictions! As God looks and sees this nation “bleeding.” It’s his righteousness, that we need to be seeking! If we would humble ourselves, he would hear our prayer! He loves all of us! And he really does care! Won’t you come to HIM, And invite him in? Won’t you allow him to be your master and friend? He brings strength and nourishment to the soul! It’s only in him that we can be made whole! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Living Without

I tried to write about love but I haven’t felt it. 
I tried to write about the sea but I’ve never seen it. 
Then I tried to write about the air, but I have never breathed it. 
I tried to write about magic but I never believed it.
I couldn’t write about god, all I have ever done is sinned.
And when I tried to write about life I found, 
I have never really lived.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Something is in the House

She is paranoid. Every evening during dinner, she asks her husband, “Is someone coming to get me?" Consoling her, “Of course not dear, you ask me this every night. And, no one has come, have they?" Still not easing the pain, she asks her husband “Is someone on their way?” He is beginning to get annoyed, "No, has not happened yet." He replies.

During the day while her husband is at work, she sits by the kitchen window – scanning the back deck and the front door. She knows they are coming for her. It makes her skin crawl just to ponder. However, she knows something he does not. It is not a human she is worried about, it is her vivid dreams of the spirits she fears. She dreams about them at night and senses them during the day. Surrounding every move she makes – she feels them to the core. Deciding to confront her husband, she explains of her fears. Please listen, "I have dreams of evil spirits. That is what I am afraid of."  Irritated, he tells her, "That is ridiculous. You just have too much time to spare." 

The next day she goes to the Golden Eye to buy some security. She tells the owner of her dilemma and that her husband does not believe. "Bay leaves," he tells her to buy. "It wards off evil spirits." He tells her to lay them under their mattress and that will take care of her fright. When she arrives home, she quickly opens the bottle. The smell is pungent in the air. She tugs at the mattress and spreads the green, thick, leaves about. Her husband comes home and asks, “What did you do today?”  Reluctantly, she had nothing to say. 

It was time for bed, relieved she thought she had found the resolution. She has sweet dreams and sleeps fairly well. However, when she awakens, she turns to her husband who is not there - only his clothes remain. She searches the house; he cannot be found and his car is still parked in the garage. “Oh no!” She screams as she returns to their room and lifts his part of the bed. Sobbing, she forgot to lay the bay leaves under his side of the mattress! He should have listened to her the first time; it was not all in her mind. This time they stole HIS soul. Are they coming back for hers?

©Holly P. Moore
   November 2012


Details | Quatrain | |

we our souls will spend our time repenting

we our souls will spend our time repenting 
but the body of truth always comes to light 
in drawing an end to come with true believers 
so they can see the many faces of the Devil 

greed in this world money takes over always
as they worship first with the Devil’s tools 
invading our space all for the sake of black 
liquid gold tainted hearts in its color so pure 

shame on this world absolutely for mankind
has not learned at all given profound problems
aplenty and stands the testimony of our times 
while war does not resolve anything—death’s end 

only when family lives are directly affected 
they have the fighting right to protect and live 
wherever they choose but we are all controlled 
and always told what to do openly or furtively 

in a system rolling unto the end of mankind
shut eyes in the face of truth and honesty 
the whole setup is a joke makes one laugh 
countries run amok and history repeats itself 

doing the Devil’s work at command or by one’s will 
while throwing our money around with profligate zeal 
like they are usually royalty by some birthright and 
this says so much for the world we live in today 

looking at their greed it’s oh so clear for all to see that
with food dished out on silver cutlery and others starving
our priorities have run afoul of charity and common sense
running everything into the ground to support their lies

present catching the past and past is the future’s prologue 
Earth soon develops a chasmic breach at depths reaching a 
heart's song unheard powers unchanging with a most awful
and pronounced Quest of more which destroys the very Soul 

in a such a pitiful world so desolate and blind 
are pure souls who wish with love to shine bright 
one chance will come with a golden sun shining 
but will human kind seize the golden glory at hand 

two paths lie in tomorrow’s dawning shadow dark— 
the path to the end or to the new beginning for mankind 
we live ever together striving for a peaceful endeavor 
we live at war forever on the very fringes of Hell itself 

the way to Armageddon lies open and wants to greet us 
the way to the golden life of peaceful bliss is still possible 
but at tomorrow's dawn do we change our path or will we 
sing the song of stupidity and be dark from tomorrow on 

We must have peace . . . In Our Time or Perish Forever!

Gary Bateman, Liam McDaid, and Michael Clarke – A Collaborated Poem,
December 4, 2014 (Unrhymed Quatrain)


Details | Free verse | |

Vengeance is Mine

Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord 
A statement I'm sure we've all heard at one time 
Also a very tough one to deal with 
Vengeance is not ours according to the Bible 
It's left to faith 
It's left to the belief that the horrific crimes of others will be dealt with 
I, myself have a hard time with it 
I have no choice but to follow it 
Even if I don't agree with it 
I would like to believe that evil will be dealt with 
Or is currently being dealt with on some spiritual level 
I would feel better If I knew the outcome of the vengeance 
If I could see the result 
See the "check" being paid as it were 
I am having trouble not seeing murderers get what is coming to them 
I can live without killing them
I can deal with them being locked up for life 
But I want something more than that...........................
Say..........
Hard labor?
Daily torture?
Public caning?
Castration?
All of the above?
Prison is no longer a viable deterrent for the horrific crimes that occur 
Every year we as a species seem to find new and more grisly ways to murder each other 
What will this year bring?
What will be this year’s most shocking death? 
And who will bring it?
The kids?
They seem to be the latest thing in absolute shocking carnage 
Or maybe this will be the year of the female 
They have been lacking in the body count of 2009 
Maybe this will be their year 
I wonder 
Do you even really care?
Thou shalt not kill 
It seems that statement has fallen upon deaf ears for quite a long time 
You know.............
If we as a people didn't have religion 
Evil wouldn't stand a chance 
The sense of right and wrong 
Would destroy the evil of man without a thought 
If you knew you could destroy an evil person and not pay religious consequences would you?
Of course you would 
As most of us would 
There is no remorse for doing good deeds 
And taking vengeance upon evil 
Is noble and just 
But the rules of religion say we must not 
The rules say we must rise above it 
And trust it will be dealt with 
Keeping the faith it will be done 
To try and hold this commitment 
Is in itself God like 
Which is why most of us fail 
And fail miserably 
We want vengeance 
We want their death 
We want them to feel our pain 
Our suffering 
Our loss 
Our sorrow 
Our anger 
Our hatred 
Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord 
And it is because of this statement 
That we have faith 


Eric (and sometimes not) 



Details | Free verse | |

Diagnosis

The doctor has examined the patient 
And the diagnosis is clear 
Terminal!
For the patient 
A horrible death I fear 

I am not one for the continued suffering of the patient 
The condition will only get worse 
Day by day and year-by-year 
And will increase as the end comes near 

This disease unfortunately 
Has no cure 
It not a virus or a germ 
But something old and pure 

Its existence has been known 
And continues to endure 
Attempts at a solution 
Have been met with confusion

We have tried for a long time 
To relieve the patient’s pain 
Only to have our efforts 
Die in vain 

The patient you see won’t survive 
But the evil that inflicts him 
Will continue to thrive 

Our solution both radical and insane 
Will offer comfort and remove the pain 

Kill the patient and all the cells 
And the evil will no longer 
Have a home to dwell 

The world can no longer sustain the infection 
It can no longer support the evil deeds of man 
It will soon be time for the patient to be cured 
Through the Resurrection 

Eric (and sometimes not)

 
 

 
 


Details | Couplet | |

Love in the Time of WInter-

In an icen forest ,
inside a crystal grave,
beneath the ancient snowy trees,
a tiny fairy lays.
In frosted air above her,
brushing wings with glassine leaves,
snowflakes dust the branches,
as all faerie-kind does grieve.
For a summer fae was never meant
in wintertime to bide,
the northern King,thought love would be,
enough to warm his bride.
But the King’s brother did wish her heart to claim,
and when she did not turn,
he poisoned her with holly,
and left her with frost burn.
But justice is not lacking,
for the evil deed was seen,
a sprite was in the window,
but could not save the Queen.
The King’s brother we see frozen,
hung now from diamond thread,
he thought to win the Queen her love,
but now has lost his head.
So now forever sits the King ,
in the winter land of Fae,
to never love another ,
from the land of Summer’s Day.


Details | Rhyme | |

Unfinish

A Dark Identity

Days into nights... time without time
Normalities of everyday life beckons to remain
Shadows with lights.... to find to define
I am he who goes by without a name

The world is only up to date
And I’ve decided no more to follow
Bearing time to finally relate
Yet a self I’m to find to wallow

He who walks without an identity... walks alone
And he who walks alone needs be proud
Yet walking forever without finding a home
Have I that heaven beyond the clouds?

I cannot see either far or near
I cannot be to be neither nor
I’m listening... I cannot hear
I’m at peace... I’m at war

I did not know... am I suppose to?
I know I’m alive... is that enough?
Yet, rather not to know than knew
For knowledge shall never last

A mystery if not yet to be
That one mysterious hope to be searching for
I have dreams but what did I see?
I have no one... not one I can call

A darken need shall heed not words
For the dark shall rise as light
The fade will be a promise to be heard
For shadows are without night

And I started to listen distractedly
Hearing for what my eyes cannot see
A hallucinatory moment ever constantly
As I began to believe that of what cannot be

The instant my eyes close
My mind drew as suppose
Sketching a stand alone amid a world once seen
Of ranging fires to have had believed as a dream
And there I was... a lone figure enveloped in darkness
With crossing flames alight yet from a distance as useless
Left as I was before... I am to return as I am
Reliving once more this beginning with never the end
Thus did I continue my path away from the bloodshed
Carefully as one had hoped where a darker darkness be led
No more do I wonder what transported me here
To only know for certain I am riddled of constant fear

“Fear is a fire
To temper courage and resolve
Be it desire
To quench the thirst for one’s unfounded lost”

And there it was... words barely a whisper
Where it came from... no longer matters
For the intended vigor were already cast upon
Serving me with renewed purpose for a sense to belong
Before long, beyond doubts... my callings were clear
The source from where it first began was indeed here
Almost startled, I looked around knowing I’m blinded to see
Too dark as it was, had it not been a lighted green to be
And there it was... a single light beyond the almighty dark
That one greenish light to aid one’s lonesome heart
Rather peculiar for I haven’t notice it before
And naturally I am to walk towards the green grandeur
Flickering and wavy as I drew closer to my destination
Seeing finally for what appears to be the least of expectations
Astonishingly, it was a lantern where within was the sighted fire
And simply the fiery green alone ignites ever on in dire
Levitated in midair, it stands rigid with its haunting presence
With an aura more deserving then welcoming of essence
So mesmerized I was... I wanted to behold
That of warmth for perhaps deliverance from cold
A dare if not, if only, if I must
A flame to embrace, a curiosity to engulf
And surely... I lifted my hand with only a wanting touch
Surely but unknowingly... the flame itself is to parch
Sparkles of green eludes and transcends about
As well an aria, an ancient tune goes aloud
To only see to believe, perhaps my life to perceive
Yet the question being... what did I achieve?
Smoke arises... wavering, quivering, settling...
My time... misgiving, misguiding and misleading
And there he was... rather it be
A human?... isn’t to be I see

“A dark wanderer, perhaps a lone wanderer alone
Regardless... a stranger afar returning home
Have you the teachings bequeath upon you?
From a once being of a knight who knew
For he alone stands unnerve by another
Serving a purpose to hold true forever
The resemblance I see forth leaves me incertitude
Both as mortals... though only he remains in servitude
Yet... my appointment upon you is clear
I am to you drawn as you to me when you hear
Nevertheless, far too long were you of absence
And once more I am in honor to be in your presence
It never is clear what the heavens contrive
For this unsung war... humanities were birth to strive
Every one mortal given birth were forged for war
To ensure the survival of humanities and of peace to befall
For many years this bloodshed wages in dire
Almost as certainly, the spirits of men responsively tire
No more are there ideas nor hopes they are to see
Battling on for pure survival remains what leads them be
Your return however, will perhaps set the tides in our favor
Though I know not the intention, I do not disregard altogether
Do not let the reasons why you have returned cloud your mind
I ask of you rather to remember who you once were to define
The land of The Ancients is never a quest for truth to seek
Purely for good to triumph over evil is the only idea you will need
Prepare yourself well stranger, for good will always be in disguise
Treachery and deception as often will never in itself be a lie
The unforgiving way is still a long one I’m afraid
However well is Heaven to plan... evil as always will await
And until out time will once more cross between us
I assure you... your time in this world will outlast”


Details | Epic | |

Endless Time (Part I)

Delicately it came rapping upon my front door
while I laid down to rest that cold dark night
quietly at first then heavy pounding, pounding.
An unfamiliar visitor stood waiting for entrance
yet even now I know not why I cowered in fear.
Ominous fingers of foreboding seized my soul
as I prayed the unwelcome guest would depart,
even as thunderous pounding, pounding persisted.

Minutes lingered and grew into sleepless hours
when I arose from my bed nigh three in the morn
tumultuous pounding, pounding refusing to end
I flung the door open wide to bark my displeasure
but was met by a sinister figure upright before me
clothed in drab hooded robe, face hidden from view
in left hand held a scythe, wood and gleaming steel 
A voice, more a moan, commands, “It is time to go.”

“What evil has come to my door?” I questioned.
“I am neither evil nor good,” the specter replied.
“I am -- nothing more nothing less, Death be my name.”
The scythe quickly raised to inflict one fatal blow
I shouted “Wait for one moment, won’t you come in?”
Arced high at its peak, sharp glimmering blade paused
‘til lowered slowly, butt resting again on the floor.
The wraith glided slowly across the narrow threshold.

I offered Death a seat and a drink, only the seat taken. 
An aged brandy I sipped while we chatted ‘til dawn,
me learning about death as Death learned about life.
Death: neither man nor woman, lacking heart or soul,
feels not emotions of pleasure or grief or hope or despair,
yet simply exists, for without life death cannot be.
So with new knowledge of Death, a covenant I made.
Not ready to leave, in this mortal world I chose to remain.


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Gabriel

Boy the things throughout the centuries that I’ve seen.
I’ve been around a long time watching in the wings acutely aware and keen.
I was there when Nimrod proclaimed to the nations he was God and built the tower.
Ignoring the Father as he abused his nation and his power.

Going on in mans history came another tyrant his name was Nero.
He was absolutely insane he watched as Rome burned and his gain was zero.
Going on into mans future I observed another tyrant come to the scene he was Napoleon,
A dictator who became an emperor his personal war on Europe was obscene.

Being here for a long time mans history evolved to Adolf the mass murderer Hitler.
With his thugs he brought Germany death and destruction; he became the ultimate anti-Christ and a dictator.
Over ten million people died in that last World War.
To this day you can still see the deathly scars.

So far as I looked back all I see is mans nature to fight, make war, and to kill.
The wars started by these evil men have tried to break mans will.
Now in the present day a trend is continuing man knows no other way.
Their habits, their evil deeds are still here to this day.

Now as I look from the heavens an evil presence is rising again in the Middle East.
Only this time it’s different, it's the Prophesied rise of the beast.
You think carnal man would see this evil trend, because history is repeating.
The way of man is about to end, Our Father is angry, He’ll be seeking.

Our Fathers legions of angels will be returning to end mans reign on this earth.
Stopping mans madness and to stop them from annihilating himself, it’s all been predicted long before are births.
You might be thinking who is this speaking this way. Speaking for the Father? Who is he to say that God will prevail?
Well I’ve been around here waiting for God’s summoning since Adam, my name is the angel Gabriel.

We have been waiting in the heavens to fight the battle against the evil one.
Waiting for the Father to say it’s time, mans judgment has finally come.
The earth will be God’s spiritual kingdom and He will reign amongst men.
His truths His ways, His love, will prevail and all worthy will enter the kingdom.


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The Verdict Is In

Troubled Times of Turmoil
Coming back around again
Curses; always foiled!
My agonized and worried Brain!

Like an Army of Needles-
Poking; prodding!
As Agents of Evil,
Laughing; applauding!

Stabbing every inch of me-
Tear my flesh; scar my Soul
Cannot run; cannot flee!
Leave me raw; leave me exposed!

Find me G-U-I-L-T-Y
Mind is F-I-L-T-H-Y
Kill me Q-U-I-C-K-L-Y

*Another old experimental piece I found


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Beast of the South

What do the words the Beast of the South mean to you?
In world affairs with the Holy Bible, you can’t say you never knew.
In the last book, the book of revelations through symbols and mystery it explains.
Our world is on the brink, and if Christ doesn’t return soon, no one will remain.

Over sixty years ago we were at war the evil that was present could have been stopped.
Winston Churchill warned the world that events would happen. The results millions were lost.
Now we know in our present time that Iran has vowed to wipe Israel of the planet.
The nation that sponsors terrorism worldwide is bold and we don’t get it.

The Beast of the South explained in the Holy Bible rears his ugly head and we stand by like in World War II and allow it.
How many times are we going to let this beast have his way, Satan is working very hard with his angels who are demonic.
Don’t believe me, believe the Father, He tells us to be vigil, watch for Jesus to return soon.
The trumpets will sound, and Satan’s 6,000 year reign will be over and the world will be of the Father and there will be no more doom.

The good news of the coming Kingdom is awesome but first people by the billions will die in this Holy War.
The beast of the North will attack and overcome the beast of the south like a whirlwind, leaving destruction, death, and evil scars.
All because we don’t have the will to stop this evil empire, we allow this craziness to go on.
Like with Hitler we try to pacify this evil by rhetoric and peace talks. They have already vowed to kill all in the name of their Satanic God.

There is only one God and He will overcome all this in a blink of an eye.
So it’s foretold and we are warned like Winston warned long ago, be vigil brethren Our Father will send Jesus for you and I.
This evil that is present will do what He has to do; He knows his time is short. World War III will come.
But believing in God’s Holy Bible and being faithful to the end, we will stand with Jesus and enter His Loving Spiritual Kingdom.


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The Gift of Food Sack


A gift of survival bag with goods and food
Thanks to the God you offered to my hand 
In the competitive queue I came forward
I was registered, when the name is called

Nobody knows but somebody knows 
That all are poor and world in refugees
Mixed colors and different tongues are noised
While all are paying attention to each of names

Men women indifferent and some with kids
Hope of interests is something hidden smiles 
Trying to overtake before the time comes
But the frame of church flexible rule shows

With my bag and my friend I came out
He reminded me that I did not find out
Variety of food we carefully sorted out
Expiry dates elapsed and  I was going out

In a day or two, if I will not finish
Nothing will happen I know its truth
I ate for the day as much as fresh
Thank to the God that it is the truth

While ships of foods are being destroyed into the sea
Uncountable lives suffer and die no meal for a day
No one knows one side of the world of sea
Sinking soul of humanity dwindles every day

What the God can do, the God does as much as
Changes the time and diverts the way he wishes
Until the products are passed away in markets
It’s out of the rule and ethics no power for Gods

I felt a self pity when my belly was full out
Thank to the god of justice shows out
Nausea for one is a hunger for the other
Balance of bridge is the survival of mother  

Udaya R. Tennakoon







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Spiritual Believers

Up early one morning a few days ago,
Just couldn’t sleep I tried to figure out something I didn’t truly know.
Pondering, studying, the solution to this problem eluded me I was in dire straights.
My mind said, “Hurry it was major my anxiety was great.”

Being sick already it just added to my stress.
Having this insomnia added more to my duress.
Then in a split second my inner voice spoke directly to my conscience.
Told me. ”Be calm settle down and don’t worry.” It calmed me I was no longer anxious.

Let me say, thanks to the teachings of Christ the Savior His soft word settled me down.
You see’ Most Christians have this access to the voice, it is very profound.
In all of “Us” a human being has the spiritual soul all we have to do is listen to find it.
So when you have a problem, asks the Father, by the wisdom of the “Word” you’ll hear the Holy Spirit.

We all want that same thing in life, to love and to be loved, in love we should see.
A better world on the horizon after the tribulation a better earth spiritually.
Carnal man in pure selfishness has turned his back on the Father the evil one reign for now he’s alive and well.
Calmed down by the Holy Spirit my worries and problems are in the Father’s hand, I smiled because all of time will tell.

In all things God spiritually everywhere knows foremost that man’s time is at an end.
So brethren asking God for your life should be your priority, to forgive your sins, and start a new spiritual life within.
We all have to make the choice disobedience or blessings, our Father’s path or the evil one the master deceiver.
Soon our worries will be over God will send His son Jesus to intervene as we become spiritual believers.


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Thank You Lord, Amen

Oh, wicked Wind! Why must ye blow
All these Sorrows upon my Soul?
Which hurt much worse than you may know
And take, they will, their taxing toll
Leave me sickened, stricken-  ill inside!
Dragging me under these tiresome Tides
Of heavy holds and dying brides
(In Holes of Haste my Time resides)
Allow me, please, to begin again
And bid farewell to another End
So new; so free- a better me!
Thank you, Lord; Amen

*Breeze contest entry

~JustThatArchaicPoet


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ROOTS OF EVIL

ROOTS OF EVIL

We’re walking on a tightrope
Above the gates of hell
There to harden our fall
At the bottom of the well
Souls that only suffer
They’re calling out our names
We’re walking into their arms
Directly into the flames
Unmoved by the heat
Marching blindly into defeat, we fall…

Roots of Evil, taking hold
Roots of Evil, reaching into our very souls
We’re in their grip, we’re under control

Of the root that which flowers
The gentle scent we hold so dear
From far below the spell was cast
And now the time draws near
You’ve been led on, I followed
Shall we meet the same fate
Will my path in time be hallowed
If I follow you through the gate
Unmoved by the heat
Marching blindly into defeat, we fall…

Roots of Evil, taking hold
Roots of Evil, reaching into our very souls
We’re in their grip, we’re under control

I punish myself for your crimes
And you watch but don’t see my pain
I see myself as you time after time
Never once was anything gained
Still I’m following you
And the very root of your evil…

You’ve been led on, I followed
Shall we meet the same fate
Will my path in time be hallowed
If I follow you through the gate
Unmoved by the heat
Marching blindly into defeat, we fall…


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One less Evil Dedication to the USA

It shouldn't have taken as long as this
How could we even miss?

Committing many sins
Evil never wins

It was up to us to put evil out to sea
And
Leave it where it needs to be

It has brought a renewed sense of pride in America
And 
A celebration was overdue, even for Justice

Remaining vigilant should be our goal
For many lives he stole

Though,evil will always be in the world 
In our time of great need
Its up to us to be in the lead
And
To prevent others greed

We are the worlds greatest country,you know
And
It needs to remain so

If ever there is a time of tragedy 
We need to keep our sanity
Even
To be weary of betrayers

I sadly do not trust 
Even
If they act as a friend to us

I am in no way superstitious 
No matter what history teaches us

Jealousy
Envy
Of all, we want to be
Thats what it seems to me
How easy it is to see

God bless the U.S.A,
Is all I have to say
For,
I love her in every way


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I AM ONE HYPOCITE

I am one hypocrite, imperfectly
I am all edges, no single curve
So rough all around, so badly wrong.

I like the positive, never to do
I say all that I should, none ever true
I step on every toe, I am the brute!

I am one evil mind, alas I am
I scheme all that I can, sleek, evil plans
What is the need? In here, no good is found.

But I’m sorry, each time I break the line
In tears and anger, every blessed time
And I despise at once the shameful crime

Would it ever change anything inside?
If after death one’s corpse would start to cry,
Could it draw any grace close, right beside?

I could but scrape my knees to beg for hope
I beg just for grace, not karats of gold.
I beg each time that my prayer would hold.

One hypocrite; imperfect, always would cry
Would beg for mercy, would forever try,
Though I be called a fool, and termed “unwise”.

Dominic A. Ami 03/04/2013
I am one hypocrite.


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An Emperor's gift to his son (the story of the root of all evil)

There once was an emperor who had a son
a son who would need to learn lessons in mastermining
to govern the world 
thus he gave his son a gift
the lottery

By doing proper math,
formulating teams
to purchase every possible ticket
to win his own lottery
a life lesson of a bribe to demonstrate his ability of doing some excellent math

by mentioning this one day
the emperor's son was ostrocised by society
shunned, introduced to temptation after temptation
drugs and alcohol
held hostage by society

driven to madness
the emperor's son
lit a house on fire to serve his prison sentence
away to a mental institute where he was mentally and physically tortured
through an abusive therapy of medications
reverse psychology

Not sure if my father is still out there
if i'll ever get to meet him
if i was kidnapped or switched at birth
this is my story of a gift an emperor gave
turned society into a disgusting life long experience
while living constant punishment of how pointless life was
formed their own teams
using the emperor's son's formula
rubbed their happiness and succes in his face
proceeded to use their funds to keep their hostage miserable

There is nothing worse in the world you can do to me
it's all been done
nothing worse than existance
i know this from personal experience
many of you were bribed and ready to do the wrong thing
many of you who looked upon a tortured soul and couldn't see his pain
just retaliate with more punishments for his imperfections
nothing more than perfect emotions anyone would feel

This is my story
a truth i've never known or been told
desire parental tests by some doctor who is not going to accept a bribe
i deserve to know the truth
it is definately my turn to have something good happen to me
for the first time in my life

when for the first time in my life
don't be surprised to find it to be an overwhelming experience
of one person's struggle to defend their own life
discover their truth
outwit their suppressors
and overcome the knowledge a disgusting life experience
that will never happen to anyone again

I lived the root of all evil that you used as a weapon
as i was claimed victom to your comandments you used to blackmail me with   
make me look like i was the 
antichrist
do not lie about this
start talking
i'm sure there is a higher reward in freeing societies captive
so he can meet his own father
im tired of trying to comit suicide on christmas and my birthday


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Blinded By Darkness

I was blinded by darkness
Not knowing where I planted each footfall
I had a body I had a heart
I had a mind and most of all a soul
I thought I was alive with happiness and joy
Alive with peace in my soul
But I was wrong dead wrong
I was all but dead to the world
It was Death that captured and trapped me
In a grave not letting go of me
In the end not knowing it was little ol’ me
Trying to breathe trying to fight my way out
Thinking I was almost there to the top but not even moving
I thought I was justified by my negativity and actions
Not knowing it was trapping me further down
Displaying the ignorance of my ways without caring for the ones I loved
The pain of it that was caused went noticed 
Everyone telling me but not realizing it until now
Letting the deceit and evil willingly roll off my tongue
Thinking I was always right on everything
Thinking that all I need was the trust of man
No matter how long I sat by the fire I was cold
Even when the sunlight was resting upon my skin
I was still ice cold as Death’s very own 
I did not think that life would be this dead within
The darkness of the ice cold abyss of the grave yard
Picking and choosing what to do seems right but it wasn’t
Trying again and again until finally picking up the one thing 
That I thought would not help me in the long run
Thinking that I had all the love in the world 
Knowing that nothing can bring me down was one
Of the biggest lies I made myself believe for so long
Thinking I had fait and love in my life but I was wrong
And in the end all there  is was nothing but darkness 
Deceit and evil rolling off the tongues of you so called 
People walking blindly through the shadows
Of the ever present grasp of Deaths darkest abyss
Of all the wickedness that has been committed in my life 
Why now has the Mighty Father and Mother given me a second chance 
Why have they forgiven me of my sins without a second thought
Have I really forgiven myself so the Father the Mother and the Divine
To enter my body my mind my heart and my soul
Has the Lord and the Lady really seen that I have been trying to 
Change and to become an adult woman mentally so my 
Husband can rely on me in the time of need like now
I thought I was ready to begin a life with kids 
Until I realized that I am still one myself
How will the Lord and Lady tell me when I am ready to have
The family I want with my husband who is my soulmate 
All I can do is wait ever so patiently for the moment
The Lord and Lady will tell me when I am ready 
Inside that dark grave a white light came to me
With a hand to pull me out of my hole I dug and saved me
From my own condemned version of hell after praying 
They deliver me from my sins and the trespasses I’ve done
What are people going to do when they see me 
Completely changed after the long visit to LCJ
God and Goddess thank you for saving my when I thought 
There was no way for me to be saved and unworthy of it
Again thank you for everything I currently have
In my life my wonderful loving husband that only
Sees the potential in me all the time and the love he 
Gives so unconditionally to me even when I 
Do wrong in his eyes or the law’s eyes please 
Show him the same lovingkindness and forgiveness you 
Have so heavily laid on me to realize and forgive 
Myself and those around me like I should
Have so long ago when you tried to show me the light
I have forgiven myself of the anger and hate I had
For my adopted family and now it is in the past I cannot 
Change that but however I can change how the future 
Goes by what I say and plan to do now today
I can look back not so long ago the darkness that 
Covered my eyes then and hope the light keeps the veil away
I can see all the negative emotions that were running 
And controlling me I had no idea what to do 
Now I am grateful for the things I have for 
The things I have come to realize on top of everything
I am the most thankful to you in my life 
When I thought I did not deserve the love 
And the care you have shown me 
 
Love is for an eternity, not just a second, minute, hour or even a day. 


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Trying Times

                      Trying Times


Let there be peace in the Middle East and the Far East
For the war that is, should never be
And friend and enemy sit down to have a feast
Then nations in suspense, await the results to see

When one nation learn to put down it's arms
The Universe will rejoice in contentment
Find wisdom in the proverbs and the psalms
And nation will not look at nation in utter resentment

Even though one is given free will
It is the content of one's character
Therein, resides the power to change one's destiny still
And great understanding determines where one goes in the hereafter

For there is a karmic price one nation has to pay
And for the one who has no conscience, no love
There will be a time to suffer one day
As judgment reigns down on every nation, from above

These are the days of trying times
When time itself and the Spring Equinox seem to be upside down
A near time in which all humanity and nations are judged for their crimes
All evil goes and goodness comes to town

And some will reward evil with good, this should be duly cherish
Think not of the wrongs done in the past or one will soon perish
But forgive, let it be known, let it be understood
For the reigning King of t he Universe will appear and, he could



William Morrissey 3/10/07


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A blessing so evil

Oh great restrainer 
By the hour you chime
Infinity rebels 
Against your well crafted line

You offer fractions of fullness 
In each step more refined
In stages you come
Rending hearts we've consigned

A blessing so evil
An oxymoronic design
Sweet treasure and yet so despised 
So impacting so elusive is time

For by time a newborn takes her first breath
And in your sequence lies the paradigm 
Unforgettable pages of life and death
We spend lifetimes attempting to define

The hope for more
The need for less
If it's the one you adore
Or the pain that finds you vexed

We can't turn it back
For those moments we lost
Or keep it on track 
For the dreams we sought

But we can choose
To whom we give our time to
If it's wasted or wisely it's used
And the value by which it is viewed


Whatever you do laugh, love and drink that wine
For in rapid succession times picking up the pace
As a poem turns prayer to that maker of mine
When it comes to time may we walk it in grace