Best Cults Poems


The Shakahola Massacre

Be Not Afraid 
When God Says so
everything is  permitted
The genocide on screens 
was sanctioned from heaven 
800 acres 800 graves
In the name of God 
Their Journey was hastened 
The heavens were opened
"I saw visions of God."
Ezekiel was preaching

Be not Afraid 
The Government has faith 
The chief was ordained 
His cup was brimming 
A  man Of God
His blessings revealing  
Death permits signed 
The Heaven Resort was booming
The word of the Lord came to Ezekiel 
There the hand of the Lord was dirty 
The Gospel of McKenzie

Be not Afraid 
The Politicians are cracking 
The politics politicking 
The God Of Israel fighting for Kenya
The God of Kenyans  sacrificed for favour
The house of God is a Morgue
DP said it is something small
800 Dead, It's no big deal
The dead are home 
Each one went straight ahead
Wherever The spirit Goes They Go
McKenzie was Mediating 

Be not Afraid 
Shakahola will repeat 
When the systems are broken 
The saviours are needed 
When  St Peter is corrupted 
The devils do sneak In 
When  your God is Imported 
Prosperity is Gospel 
Forget even Christ Lost faith
When the creatures moved
To the appearance of the likeness 
But is easier to forget 
Than pay the price of reality

Animals Cults and Incults Stratification

I'm an animal that barks in
language archetype
that we learned
to repeat...
We associate the situations
with that language...
And we repeat the sounds
and signs every time it happens...
That's how we live the normal... !
But not all us bark
the same password...
Some express what we don't understand,
are they similar to us,
but they are incongruously
most different...
Whisper different,
vibrate different...
We define them another caste...
are the so-called intellectuals
literate... !

Cults Bolts

Cults bolts


A belief in humans with differing names
Demand  and  remand  for  fames
How  it  started  and  how  it  ends
Creates  history  a  mystery  with these  trends.

Culture  is  proved  with  publishing  epics
With  heart  stealing  suave  of  suffixes  and  prefixes
One or  two  or  three  or  four
Signs  of  hallmark  in  every  door.

Differing  beliefs  makes  locoman poor
Who  stands  least  in  their   life  tour
But  pope ,& monks & saints & priest
Sitting  tall  and  having  feast.

Worldly  popular  bible, gita, and  Koran
Contains  peaceful  trace  in  every  electron
Whether  true  or  false  us  yet  to  trace
But  true  with  supreme  deity  in  single  face.


The Leader of the Cult

You follow like lemmings, blindly 

Hang on every syllable and noun  

Like dictates from the gods 

Do not disagree as banishment awaits. 

For those that veer from the chosen path  

A lonely road lays ahead, 

 they use fear as a signpost  

To keep you on the straight  

Adulation and nothing less  

Will satisfy and feed the zealot. 

You must fly their flag. 

And wear their badge.  

Chant their name with pride. 

Take up arms.  

Kiss those you really love goodbye. 

Oh, what a fantastic c@@t you are.

Modern Cults, Part III

You see the ones obsessed with race,
these days they’re as common as fleas,
convincing themselves that pigment
makes you all that you’ll ever be.
That something as dumb as color
defines the person you become,
that your morals are due to skin,
determines good and evil ones,
that color A is oppressive,
should feel bad because they exist,
while B and C cannot be wrong,
seriously, how racist is this?
They do the same things Jim Crow did,
wanting separate spots for each ‘race,’
this cult brought back segregation,
just swapping who is in what place,
the evil still remains the same,
and when their racism is called
they claim that you’re the racist one
for wanting one standard for all!
Point out that culture and worldview
are what truly affect a man,
they’ll claim culture is tied to race,
then revel in claiming they’re damned.
Point out that eye or hair color
does not determine what’s within,
they’ll ignore the clear parallel,
insist that it’s different with skin.
Point out there’s no such thing as race,
that most black people are part white,
that they’re own damned criteria
does not hold up at merest sight,
and they’ll bring back the One-Drop Rule
to put you where they want you to be,
then assign sin based on that fact
as if you don’t have will that’s free.
All to hide from their own failings,
racism seems less difficult,
they spit on Martin Luther King,
this execrable C.R.T. cult.

CONCLUDES IN PART IV.

Modern Cults, Part IV

You see the ones who thing gender
is something plastic you can change,
people who back in better lines
were locked-up for being insane,
people who think a basic fact
older than the species itself
can just be changed if you ‘feel so,’
you think we would get them some help.
Instead thy have become a cult,
their words like religious belief,
rather than teach these people fact
they put them on hormones quickly.
Put them on drugs that ruin health,
weaken skeletons, increase cancer,
put them on drugs that sterilize
to indulge mental disorder.
Cut off their parts, they don’t grow back,
doom them to a life in-between,
permanent change for unstable minds,
doing such a thing just sounds mean.
Explain that cold reality
does not give a damn for their thoughts,
they claim you are ‘denying them,’
their whole life is recognition sought,
and if you choose to refuse that,
to not be a part of the lie,
they try to sick the state on you,
to hell with your rights, just comply!
Explain that their suicide rates
do not decline after the snip,
they make up words like ‘transphobic,’
but that will not save them from it.
And worse, they aim this stuff at kids,
people much too young to consent,
to the point that tell the schools
to {hide" this all from the parents.
They are cutting up our children
for a chance that cannot exist,
the modern human sacrifice,
an evil that somehow persists.
A belief system so absurd,
nnd brings out tragic results,
blood magic has not gone away,
it just calls itself the trans cult.


Insults By Cults and Results

were many insults 
which were caused by many cults 
upsetting results
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Modern Cults, Part I

Looking ’round it is sad to say,
we who think that we’re so advanced,
that cults are growing everywhere,
it’s really getting out of hand.
They make people think insane things,
out of touch with reality,
leave them unfit to face the world,
and all of its uncertainties.
It may be that nothing will work
but giving them all a hard jolt,
to break the veil of lies they’ve built,
to free them of these brutal cults.

You see the ones who worship Earth,
claim that the world is gonna end,
that humans are of no great worth,
that fish are just the same as men.
Endlessly say, ‘It’s getting warm,’
and think that it’s all humans fault,
point out the sun, ocean cycles,
ice age mechanics, they just balk,
and demand that we don’t heat our homes,
demand that we travel nowhere,
treat oil like it is Satan,
his carbon going everywhere…
You point to glaciers that still grow,
that carbon levels off quickly,
do they stop and examine it?
No, the shout like its blasphemy.
You note that volcanos dwarf us
in spewing carbon they so fear,
the oceans too release much more,
holes in the theory do appear,
Does this cause them to stop and think
if science is what they value?
No, they just scream out, ‘Denier!’
then go online to cancel you.
Ignore the people that would starve
if oil went away right now,
forget the tech that they all use
would end if plastics weren’t allowed.
It never was science to them,
just a cheap religion-substitute,
find meaning without doing work,
claim you’re moral and appear good.
They’d take us back into the caves,
render our species void and null,
this pseudo-science Earth worship
is just rebranded pagan cults.

CONTINUES IN PART II

Modern Cults, Part II

You see the ones who claim women
are always victims evermore,
while at the same time claiming that
they’re always strong, to be adored,
push women to act more like men,
that strength must mean the masculine,
to be female you don’t have kids,
or dare do something feminine,
make crazy claims that men of old
conspired to keep women down,
ignoring that before the pill
women always had babes around,
young children who would starve to death
if no mother was there for her,
the me then didn’t hate women,
it was division of labor!
A man cannot feed a baby,
and outdoor jobs in days of old
took more force then most women have,
just to survive we played our roles.
Yet do feminists think of this
when they blather, ‘Patriarchy!’
Have they not seen, as they grow strong,
women keep getting less happy?
Do they stop to consider that
endless working is not a prize,
men have no choice in the matter,
and our reward is shorter lives.
The falling birthrates all around,
the broken homes and messed-up kids,
most of it can be traced right back
to all the things feminists said,
and after sixty years of this
do they step back, say, ‘We were wrong,’
of course not, they’ve become a cult,
and women so love to belong…
They age out towing all these lines,
everything bad, it’s all men’s fault,
end families and their own future,
it’s just a slow-motion death cult.

CONTINUES IN PART III.

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