Joe Maverick Poet Free verse

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I beleive the term here highlights Gods Awareness and notation of war and its Enablers.'

The victive of God '

In consternation i will employ some letters
That read as ' victive ' it
 has sprung in my mind.. to use as an acusative I need to quantify.?
To express my disgust.' At lifes dark yet lucrative 'wethers' the undefined promises
Or hints if you will.? Or must' of life improvements it
Seens all hog swill.' From the killing of Able
To carthages fall in every conflict 
( oxymoronica ) the edge we walk..above the
Steep falls, the opposites of safety sometines not far away.' From a wasteland of deprivation of extreme..Fear driven by depravity i must say, where knuckles clench tightly to a
 blanket old and worn, children hold 
as 'a sheild '  against the hum of shrapnel borne.' Upon a gust of air
Hot fron a science deeply cold.' Driven by a profit line, and political speeches bold, i hear of 'profitless investments?' In a place called Gaza..As a point.' Yet I am sure there are accounts that would tell other.' Banking ones sole or joint, There seems to be ( a fault? ) the type found in geology, which shows its telltale lines.' That we may read of true history; in various
Strata and sediments fine..In my mind
 I see a mirror ( i see its always there 
in every war!) Its dead central in every battlefield.'
Yet never cracks, shatters, or deforms, at all
of this I am assured.' Its purpose is to
 reflect the beauty of Gods work.' Yet 
it reflects; also the vanity of selfish souless jerks.' The ones that sit on velvet chairs, that quaff the
Sack and wine..Who are there to fund the charitys..And desreuction irs all combined.'
While helpless people cannot rest.' Who dig through rubble to find.' Another familiy
Member, quite human we should mind.' While the mirrors are recieving every glint
And blast, for His recordings are a greater
Reality of the technical devices, humans use yet
Unto eternity they will certainly, not last !

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James Peranteau January 23, 2026 at 5:06 PM dear fellow....i had thuh opportunity to indulge old propaganda leaflets and posterz, political mostly...lol...yuh make'n me feel uh bit wooozie, like i'm float'n back in time; read'n thuh professional antagonist back in thuh dayz uv yore...ty sir, i enjoy'd it! much love Joe Maverick January 23, 2026 at 8:23 PM Thank you James On my attempt here..About there and almost everywhere i suppose.? God be with you..)

Joseph P. DiMino January 23, 2026 at 5:43 AM Well said, Joe; unfortunately, much of history is lost to time. How old is the earth? Just take the past 5,000 years, how far technically man has come...follish to think we are the first great (so called civilization) -- when the bible talks of creation, timelines, much is spiritual truth, applying to many generations even civilizations. Yes, man will fall again, and again, and again. Till we get right with God. Not a one of us, has ever left this world for long. We are dead...and death will repeat over and over. Few know it. Part of the problem. Joe Maverick January 23, 2026 at 8:21 PM Much right you have Put 'Joe Dimino ' also I there is something else we specially as colonials do.?? That repeats and is our Achilles heel i'd say.? Self reliance I will post A poem on it soon.)