Best Affronting Poems
You feel your body falling in blackness.
You snatch your shoulder to the right.
The nausea stops.
The bottomless pit is hell.
Do not enter the midnight.
Up in the window, stands a coyote.
His teeth are bared in detestation.
He howls his satanic verses.
Abomination is his curse.
Do not confront this animal.
Life fades.
Humankind is mentally dead.
They have goaded the animals with the splicing of human brain.
A dog walks with the persona of man.
Do not speak to him.
In the hollow of a tree with leaves as a covering, lies a wolf.
Her teeth are gleaming as she slyly looks.
She stands and yowls her satanic verses.
Atrocity is her hatred.
Do not attack.
Run as fast as you can.
Satan is on a journey to win.
Shout for the Holy Spirit to enter.
Abhor venerating the regards of our creator.
Do this to be save.
Satanic verses you hear in the howls and yowls of the pacts.
They speak in tongue about your nicks and knacks.
Purloins humankind has become by affronting the world the omnipotent formed.
The great divided is no more.
Satanic verses are the faunas’ voices.
Beware the midnight!
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Penned on May 27, 2014!|
In the house of commons, in Canada there's a problem' well
Your Damien; yes' he got wordy, and the speaker.?? He got nerdy.?
A word that denotes mis-truth; apparently not there; in use.?
In that place, it is a no no.' I never thought it would be so?
Controversial and affronting, in the place of egalat'e where
They even praised; that nazi.?? I thought it a misnomer; yet
No chance.? And like some loner, the M P who held to his
Reasons?? got denied access; for a season.' I think he took
One for the people? so i'll shout this from the steeples.'
His action served even the street, of liberals' he got booted
By the snooty, in the service of true unity, i reason that
Canadians of every type, should value Damien.' If you
See him out just greet him..In the greatness of the season
Take the chance, shake his hand; denying this dis-reason.'
(And the liar.? You know what? My history says.. Forgot! )
From calm and quiet sanity
The source of my confusion
Brought riot to reality
And force behind delusion
Assaulting me and leaving me
In silent desperation
Affronting my humanity
Inside this degradation
What unseen force maliciously
Devoid of good intention
Is crushing me perniciously
In thoughts of my invention
Binding me with indecision's
Deepening despair
Blinding me with visions
Of a world that isn't there
The shackles of this grand design
Are chains I cannot see
And yet they check this life of mine
Through false reality
In crushing weight of hopelessness
I suffer silently
A victim of this mind mess
Some might call insanity
Some struggle for the right to live
While others live to die
Or battle through the night to give
Some meaning to the lie
The mystery they can't reveal
Is one with no solution
How can I know if life is real
Or really an illusion?
Can't laugh at yourself?
Brouhaha is so affronting!
A kick in the guts.
It's an own goal.