When love visits me again, I will not feel like a burden.
I will take in every effort and see how deserving I am, see how worthy I am." — Rede Omowunmi
He felt the quintessence of pure sadness:
He cursed himself for his badness.
The wayward wind wailed within his grief.
Could he ever regain some gladness?
His body trembled like an aspen leaf.
His mind felt like waves smashing on a reef,
Billows flowed to the shore, white foam so fine.
In his heart, he felt a beat so brief.
The struggling sun hugged the western skyline.
He walked down the path, all lined with pine.
Found a chapel, a quiet place to stay.
She was kneeling. Will she be mine?
He brought her red roses just cut in May.
He knelt near her, though he could barely pray.
She looked at him, and she smiled happily.
To Our Lady, he offered her a spray.
Too much of badness..Like we know the drill.' It was rife in 2020, and applied by
Morons. To dil's.' Over-speak was full volume.' By media machines all lip gloss
And salad-tossed words; so serene.' You
Were coaxed and encouraged, and most
Un-dernourished' cajoled with free snacks
To sell out each other, the classic Jacob
And Esau brother act.' Scene of false narration; still
Are deep scars on our Nations.' Deception of the
Tounge, is how the rotten play was begun'
No free thought; or speech.? Its mal-direction, its the beginning of infections it
Will create sickeness and division, so make
The best decesion, choose clarity by intuition.' ben shapirio its so; no no..
As once any fourth grader..Would have made you know.' I thank God for mental
Immunity, for by His teachings I reject your
Nudge with unfiltered impunity.' No third way
No compliance; or fudge.)
Goodness and badness are opposite poles.
Who does not think of doing good sometimes?
Good and bad, just as the Poles have their goals.
The timing of chiming changes the rhymes.
"I'm the sun," I say. I'm the moon as well.
Shouldn't this 'I' move from the sun and moon?
There is a gap between heaven and hell.
When, lo., when I say, 'The judgement is soon?'
Does a dog become a cat? I don't know.
Darwin and Einstein had their times of thoughts.
Breezes turn into hurricanes and blow.
Flowers and thorns have their untimely knots.
With mud and wood between grave and coffin
I'm in my grave. You're welcome to come in!
I need a place to sit and relax.
I need the best of snacks.
To start my writing prompt,
I need a slice of pizza to chomp.
I need the tv to turn off.
I wish I had a writing loft.
If someone would put that clutter away,
I could sit quietly and write all day!
Once the quiet sets in.
It’s bedtime, so I settle within.
I’m not tired at the moment.
This silence is heaven sent.
I woke up at 7:00 in the morning.
I wonder if my writing was boring.
I take my notebook out.
Wondering what my writing was about.
A notebook filled without words.
I wish I had written about birds.
Or music, or sadness.
Or even badness.
But now the tv is back on.
Out comes the morning sun.
I really should be writing today.
But sometimes I think there is not much to say.
I can see halos sometimes.
I like to look in the mirror.
And see the staticky snow that outlines me.
My appearance is a secret,
All I see is the light that surrounds.
Surrounds me and serenades me.
Like an omen,
Or premonition.
Of badness?
Or of something else.
I can see halos sometimes.
I can’t see my face sometimes.
I like to look in the mirror anyway.
Wrongdoing such as cheating, lying, bullying ...
Prohibited strictly and used often as warnings
This fact relieved me, and left me a feeling
Any of which will be no longer our problem
It took me a long march of experience to tell
Those tricky things can indeed achieve winners
Alike the rich, well-known, and high officials
Needing to stand upon other's behaving finer
This assimilated human education with health care
Though they alleviate badness as mutual effect
Neither education eradicated human misbehaviors
Nor health care eliminates diseases as a fact
Life is full of lessons
At the time it is hard to see
Things don’t happen for badness
But to strengthen you and me.
Tomorrow may seem unbearable
Today was really rough.
Hard times don’t last forever so keep moving forward when its tough.
Everything is to teach us
We learn as we grow.
Better days are near us
I truly believe that is so.
As each day finishes
Tomorrow is brand new
So re-create your story
That ability lies with you
Written by
Blair Bettley Blades
Sometimes you get attacked
When you speak the truth
Which is not an insult.
Sometimes some people get offended
For hating the truth so much.
Sometimes devil denies
To be the father of lies.
Sometimes good people get irritated
By hypocrite people.
Sometimes goodness turns
badness in the eyes
of some people who don't
know to appreciate others.
July 3/2023
Politics is not partisanship...
In the delirium of these dark times, the badness of the bad
lost fear of punishment...
The kindness of good people,
lost hope...
The Good Conscious
we should practice as much as possible
for the impossible...
For the omission of the benevolent
is the rejoicing of evildoers...
Conscious fight without shedding blood,
Warlords with spilled blood...
We must not remain neutral
in the face of injustice,
Let's not compact with the oppressors...
not wash our hands
for our evils,
is to be christian,
wash them is to be
Pontius Pilate...!
We are the African soldiers,
The soldiers of Jesus Christ.
We are preaching the word of God to win our battle.
Heavenly Father clothed us with His weapon,
Which is
His positive word.
Holy Ghost clothed us with the powers
So that people can know Jesus Christ.
Our enemies use lies to destroy us;
They sing bad songs to insult us.
They are hypocrites,
Selfish fishermen fished in the furnace,
And vomited electric - fish.
Sunrise and sunset,
They are in the streets shouting:
“Shoot soldiers, and shoot officers in the offices “
They try to ruin our reputation with the fire and
We are the fire fighters who fight in fireplaces.
They are very stubborn,
Barbarians,
And blinds who had been blinded by bandits.
They forget that we are protectors
Who protect protestors.
Hypocrite hunters who hunt a hippopotamus on the huts.
Goodness is like the fire to them and
Badness is their cold drinks.
Jealous is their daily uniforms
And peace is like poison to them.
We are your true soldiers God,
Trained to teach different people.
Put to shame our enemies;
We are the powerful soldiers of Jesus Christ.
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
Mussabwa Chris
Many moms make a mishmash of marshmallow melon month of rites
Marmie and Magnus mined minx’s minestrone meatball mites
Magnificent Marmaduke mollycoddles minute rice making mush.
Merry majestic Mallificent minced magnetic mimosas in a rush.
Mushroom men marbled Marley’s meatballs mooing with madness.
Muddobber’s melancholy miniscule mites were wooing with sadness.
Magnificence of Manny’s marsh mediates in miniscule rites of badness.
Ma makse a mishmash of marshmallow melons, and it is pure rad-ness.
There's a heaven. There's a hell
Good or bad. Easy to tell
Exactly which way you are going
From the actions you are showing.
But is there a place to be
When it's getting hard to see
If the way you have been living
Is complicated and not giving
Any clues in which direction
Your life choices will be sending
Your soul inside--will it glow
With shiny wings and halo
Or punished with horns and a tail
When badness caused you to fail
To live neighborly and kind
Now it's too late to rewind
What happens if its fifty-fifty
Your kind but a little shifty
Leaving halos/tails --- horns/wings
A strange feeling is the thing
That makes you wonder if there is
A place for people just like this
Somewhere that is in-between
If you are both nice and mean
The Bible acknowledges it.
The psychologist rejects it.
The atheist dismisses it.
The criminal excuses it.
The opposite of perfection.
Humans fall from their high station.
The result of disobedience.
Evidence of man’s rebellion.
We are all infected with it.
No one on earth can escape it.
We are all affected by it.
Try as we might, we can’t tame it.
It not only affects humans
but also, all of creation.
It is the root cause of evil
and causes natural disasters.
Education cannot cure it.
Psychologists cannot treat it.
Surgery cannot remove it.
Home training cannot correct it.
An educated criminal,
Is still a criminal at heart.
Psychiatrists can treat madness,
but they cannot correct badness.
Governments cannot outlaw it.
Prison walls cannot contain it.
Nothing can eradicate it.
We all just have to live with it.
God has the plan to deal with it.
He gives victory over it.
Soon He will eradicate it,
by destroying Satan with it.
There are many dreams alive in a world that we don’t see.
There are many tears cried in a world that we can’t set free.
There are many songs sang in the face of evil winds.
There are many promises solemnly bound that can’t perish when the sunlight dims.
There are many good souls living under the stars we see.
There is goodness where there is bad and badness where goodness lives.
There is darkness in our hearts and evil in our minds exists.
There is light that turns to dark on narrow paths that we must walk on just to live.
If life is not properly organized
Our plans totally collapse
If discipline is unrecognized
We all are losing chaps
If time is not well-utilized
We can't reap success
Goals can be by us realized
Only, when, will, we possess
If time is by us wasted
And if we are careless
Glory can't be tasted
We remain only useless
If we allow lethargy
And indulge in laziness
We abuse our energy
And do a losing business
If we can't obey discipline
How can we become great?
If our brain is not keen
Loss enters our gate
Laziness paves the route
To reach doom's kingdom
All our peace, it will loot
To take us to the bottom
If our badness is forgiven
By us without any remorse
A blunder is by us done
As our unhappiness soars
If idly we in life always remain
Our progress will be blocked
Later if to God we complain
We will be by Him only mocked
We must very soon act
And do the best that we can
We must soon create a pact
With wisdom to be a real man
Let us soon rise like the Sun
And coolly tackle like the Moon
Let great acts be wisely done
To make victory come soon!
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