Freedom and natural law?
Man was born
Free to run
For his life
And fight for his bone.
The masses abrogate freedom
For warm walls and bread.
Who would surrender
Themselves to freedom
But the reckless or enraged?
What is more natural
Than the freedom of wolves,
Than fear and hunger?
The wilderness is beautiful
And as natural as death.
Who abandons himself
To run afield?
Man returns to the barn,
Comes home with the cows.
The wolves run free.
Nature gives them the moon.
With beauty and brutality
The gift is given.
Jesus is everyone who hangs on a tree
Jesus is everyone who sets us free
Jesus our everyone died in the place of me
Jesus our everyone fulfilled the law righteously
Jesus is everyone Who fulfilled, didn’t abrogate
Jesus is the everyone Who kept His first estate
Jesus our everyone rightly to be praised
Jesus our everyone with Him we are raised
Jesus is everyone the last Adam did prevail
Jesus is the everyone led captivity out of jail
Jesus our everyone foiled all assailed
Jesus our everyone withstood as the devil railed
Jesus is everyone Who counted it all joy, not loss
Jesus is everyone Who’s passion led to the cross
Jesus our everyone paid the price, counted the cost
Jesus our everyone came to redeem the lost
Jesus is everyone The Great I AM
Jesus is everyone The Sacrificial Lamb
Jesus our everyone in the thicket the Ram
Jesus our everyone He is both God and Man
Jesus is everyone Who intercedes for men
Jesus is everyone and Amen and Amen to The Amen
Agitators ambush America
anger attacks, abstruse
acquaintances and adversaries acrid
absolutism acolytes abrading
abrogate acrimony
America, arise altogether
amend, amend
Zero Three Four Nine
When Will You Shine?
Five One Six Four
What is the score
Zero Five5 Eight8
You can abrogate.
Note.SailMan Shah.
Zero Five5 Eight8
You can abrogate.
Note.goli ya teka?
Slime is a subtle stage for blame I can’t stay stuck to your ways/
I’m a little vague so your game I’ll ante up to plague/
While a tirade goes for their bane they played and waged/
I’ll abrogate woes to lurk away more straight/
Compile and appropriate foe’s to contain your plate/
The trial of a pirate goes on to con tame and irrigate/
Denial of a tyrant that strove along to drain and irritate/
Then dial a vibrant cat to move strong and plain annihilate/
A senile re-brand that drove a pronged strain to acclimate/
The tribal withstand fought a shove from one that longed again to act just or right/
Sir it’s vital to know the zone read was a wrought lot and would attract a prejudice overnight/
Survival of a homestead sought above tact and when injustice is worth a fight/
Sure is final now just like a home’s bed brought to a spot held at last a permanent site/
A second is defiant
a minute is aggressive towards my dreams
flourishes a formidable mental anarchy
I creep confidently by the tail of a second
To the dejection of sympathizers
The patience of my sympathizers tires me
Waiting for the minute of abortive strife
Anticipated steps abrogated
Triumphant move trails the second
When fear surrogates confidence
Hope carries away the receiving end
Pain being exacerbated by giving
To bond the two sides
For passionate diffusion
Carrying hope together
Sending waves beyond normal.
The prologue was so pulsating
With punitive ideas meant to probate
pummeling the frail wasn't prolific
the effort of maternal Ponto punch,
but made it abreast with the potent
pseudo abrogate of stitch made it puck
the accord was to prelude penal
disloyalty chastens from pudenda
we swore the cause by purity
now we stand exhibiting
enjoying our terrifying purl
The woke demand that we devenerate,
revise old statues, plaques and history
of leaders who were once considered great,
as truth confronts a lasting bigotry.
To laud and honor what they represent
supports and propagates a curse and weight,
creating new and growing discontent,
to abrogate old hails to racial hate.
Blind scales of justice failed to understand
and measure damage done by prejudice
across our bountiful dynamic land,
thus adding space to this profane abyss.
But now new rays of liberty are seen,
illuminating every sacred wound,
as politicians face what should have been
and steer us toward a higher, firmer ground.
WINTER
Winter creeps across the landscape
unfurls a blackness – an ivory drape
across horizon’s denied a shape.
Crystal eyes devoid of sight
Entombed within a soundless night
beneath the chill of withering blight
mourned by shivering candlelight
failing flicker - last hope mislaid
Aghast under pale moon’s charade
the howl-less drone of wolves abrade
the roots of its façade decayed
resist no more the frosts of fate
Tolling bells of long set date
the hands of time can’t abrogate
nor hasten time to shorten wait
Thus destiny extends her hand
Harsh guide across a barren land
erasing all that life had planned
not a request – a last demand
Winter creeps across the landscape.
©12/5/2017
submitted to – Rhyme Time III – Poetry Contest
Surrounded and distracted to a fault
the mayhem of your love strenuates me
I abrogate my feelings towards you not
to wound you only wherefore I may breathe.
Petulant indignation on your brow
is lovelier than that tiresome doting kiss
And now I venture towards things unallowed;
previous to this day I, you would miss,
so dreadfully it seemed a very sin
that I should with my friends enjoy a night.
You doubtless lay awake and cry within-
this image from my mind I cannot fight
I drink until I blackout at your door
requiring the verve of your love's ardor.
In youth's frantic clutches
Addicted to vapid touches
Love children spawned in shaded hutches
Existing on euphoric highs, painless crutches
In middle age, lust morphed into longing
Spent body in static sphere now belonging
Neglected prodigy seeking shelter in availing arms
Licentious, pretentious friends fled in swarms
Sins of youth girdle my deserted gates
Promiscuous flings my esteem deflates
Rebellious children their fealty abrogate
Venal lovers rue my chaster estate
In deep morass, my withered soul equivocates
Bridging divide of self pity, butressing hope inflates
Then residual pain with due penance heart conflates
Seeking self forgiveness; from others proffering rebates
Healing balm of inner resolve soothes empty soul
To wayward children unconditional love tendered not in
part but whole
To fair weather friends only distant compassion will dole
Forthrightly, to bring uplifting, sharing friends into my
foal
It's true I deeded my heart
that rapturous date
Sacral vestments our carnal
annuities did aggregate
Bartered my dreams; title did
abrogate
Twined our limbs; bonded our
estate
But fealty with baggage did not
equate
Your mercurial state brokered
new rate
Your charming assets failed
o'er time to appreciate
Frivolous investments virgin
stock did depreciate
Mounting liabilities did fidelity's
cost inflate
Now tainted, discounted
merchandise seeking rebate
Hiromita your domicile lies in wait
Make haste to your earthly gate
Earth shakes bold; steady your
estate
Ocean's waves, briny stew doth
impregnate
Shelter your crops; your chicken
coop insulate
Another tremor, with calamity
don't equate
With phosphorous-laden breezes
your senses fondly relate
With a steady compass, another
storm you'll navigate
Your indestructible hearth is
melded to malleable plate
Many times battered; but never
did obliterate
Your parents bid adieu, but you
must wait
Dispensing the stores as an
efficient magnate
Your spindly wife shares your
passive fate
No time her tendered fealty to
contemplate
With due speed she puts away
each sack, crate
Then both ascending to the upper
floor the tides to mitigate
Home buttressed; hopes, dreams
still ingratiate
Looking windoward, a dark,
towering mass doth peril insinuate
You turn inward hoping your fears
to attenuate
The merciless surge rolls; you
clasp hands the force to abrogate
The black debris wave slams your
home, the pummeled timbers
capitulate
Your filial bond doth sever; your
domesticated world annihilate
.
Rain did abate
Abrogate drought
Rain dates flower
Rain Lily blooms
It's costume grand
Resumes flirting
Contest: Than-Bauk
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
Thanks for the challenge..
True love never lies
True love never dies
True love is such a bliss
True love begins with a kiss
True love is overloaded with passion
True love comes in one kind of fashion
True love will never differentiate
True love will never abrogate
True love cant be bought
True love cant be taught
If true love does come your way
Here's some things I have to say
True love never lies
True love never dies
For true love is forever true
And, my love, this poem
Is for you . . .
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