Don Johnson Poet Rhyme

Insurge

Though comatose,
 i reflect on those,
grim spirits of disaster,
some do claim Abraham an Moses,
That God is yet their master,

Slaughter cannot be divine,
a bloody karmic pantomime,
the will of God does make it shine,
I will ask in the hereafter.

thank you Mr Maverick's "Insurging".

Don Johnson

God is used to justfy,
selfserving sods misquote the why,
to serve their point of view with passion,
and overstep their rightful ration,
oftimes...

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Joe Maverick February 11, 2012 at 10:09 AM I think that God is really misrepresented by the way some people are zealous in enacting the "power that God allows them" we have all seen it..! the rule loving; petty officialdom (that surprise surprise,, often most benefits the rule wielder" i e rule abidance costs......... MONEY and on and e t c...well put together thoughts Don...) Don Johnson February 11, 2012 at 3:33 PM God is used to justfy, selfserving sods misquote the why, to serve their point of view with passion, and overstep their rightful ration, oftimes...

Russell Sivey February 10, 2012 at 4:54 PM What a great write! I thoroughly enjoyed this poem this evening! This is a divine write it in itself! And your are right human slaughter, though it may be the will of God, doesn't make it "shine" as you said! Fantastic Work!!