Best Day Of Judgement Poems
Those who die unjustly
because of bigotry
because of prejudice
because of unadulterated hate
are never silent
their blood cries out
like the blood of innocent Abel
the anguished cries
"I can't Breathe"
"I'm going to die"
rise
rise
up past the blue skies
to the ear of the almighty Judge
who hears
who weeps
who waits
the Day of Judgement
when all the innocent slain
will live again
and all
who have murdered
who have watched
who have been silent
will answer
the cries of the risen ones
for they WILL speak and say...
"What had we done
that you saw fit
to snuff out our lives
to suffocate out of hate
to pin to the ground
to grind our faces into the dirt
the pain, the hurt
you didn't hear
out of fear
you brought us low
and now, we know
our Defender is near
Judgement Day is here
Why? oh why
did color matter
and not character?
why did ethnicity label
instead of enable
beautiful diversity.
Answer, answer now
No...Wait...be silent as the grave
Listen as we inhale...exhale
Now...Now we can breathe free!"
Eileen Manassian
In honor of George Floyd
Categories:
day of judgement, discrimination, judgement,
Form:
Free verse
O Lord our God you are holy
who can we turn to but you
for you created all things
all power is in your hand to do
We look out on our sorry world
getting worse steadily seems forever
sinful man continues always to sin
for lost mankind thinks they're clever
O Lord come and save us again
as you did continually in Bible times
show this world you're it's only hope
their sins continue full of crimes
O Lord our God you paid the price
on Calvary's cross there you died
taking our sins upon yourself
paid our salvation can't be denied
Come now Lord and daily intervene
this pandemic should waken us up
your word is our remedy to act upon
be merciful Lord put grace in our cup
The day of judgement surely is near
then you'll give no second chance
blessed indeed be your holy name
make it live as our living flame
(This is a prayer to our God at this present time concerning our present world situation and the need to pray for God's intervention.)
Categories:
day of judgement, god, prayer, today,
Form:
Rhyme
Hit me with your best shot
I am the keeper
I leave between
Heaven
and Earth, I am the tallest
I am the fastest
I am the seer
But the Might above all, hit
me with your best shot
How clever are you?
How agile a computer are you?
And how good as angel are you?
And how bad a Lucifer are you?
I keep day and night
Hit me with your best shot
Do you have etiquette?
Do you have netiquette?
What are your impact in progress?
How many people have you shown the right way?
How many people have you misled on the right may?
How many people does your actions extrude tears of sorrow in their eyes?
How many people does your actions extrude tears of joy in their eyes?
What are your actions that undermined you that you would saw His
mercy on the day of judgement?
No one had ever escaped me, I am the keeper that
keeping good and bad deed. HIT
ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT.
7/3/15
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Sponsored by Casarah Nance.
Categories:
day of judgement, abuse, allegory, assonance,
Form:
Ode
Who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"?Was it a snitch that the police trusted? We must,and it is a "Duty" of "Justice" to leave no stone unturned!Who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"? The Police on that day caused real "Harm",and that is a real true fact,and that is true and perfectly exact!That was a terrible act! We really want to know who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"of "The Police"? Who would do that? We who care must leave no stone unturned!"Justice is not always exact,but "Justice does ,and can see the real facts! Who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"of "The Police"?Who would put their mother,father,sister,brother,grand daddy,grand mother,girl friend,boy friend in "Harms Way"? We who care must not leave any stone unturned.The Lord God Almighty sits on the Throne,and never leaves any stone unturned for any as we all will face him on the day of judgement for the good and the evil that we have done in this life. God leaves no stone unturned! We really want to know who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way" of "The Police"on that terrible day for "Democracy"and The U.S.A.and for Liberty and Justice for us all? "The Police"came and they did cause ""Unjustifiable Harm"!"Justice must act to "Justify" itself or "Justice makes itself unjust"!Once all the stones have been turned then "Justice can be served to all of those who unjustly acted,and to those who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"!Do they still give "The Electric Chair" in "The Great State of Kentucky"for "Unjustifiable Homocide"?Justice is always tendered with mercy in order for Justice to be Just"Motion To Indite by "The Grand Jury of "The Police and "The Boyfriend".Police=Self Defense with unjustifiable Homocide "Boyfriend=The first shot from a gun fired out of "fear". When the boyfriend fired the first shot he enabled "reckless endangerment and unjustifiable homocide .Rectless indangerment is "Being put in "Harms Way"!!!! Who really fired the first shot? Jistice can be served by finding out who fired the first shot to cause "Harms Way" to come into existance!!!Unjustifiable Homocide requires "Justice" to "ACT" ,no matter who fired the first shot so that "Justice Itself" can "Crush,Plow Over,and "Pulverize "Evil Flesh,Evil Spirits,Evil Minds,Evil Bodies,and Evil Souls.Will "The Grand Jury" "Act" to see all of "The Facts"? The "Motion is in Place"!!!!
Categories:
day of judgement, 12th grade, 1st grade,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
A Mothers Epitaph
As I listen to the dirges
drifting by in gentle strains
I'm carried back to childhood
I am now a child again.
A hand is on my shoulder
I am by my mother's side
But I know it's only make-believe
for my mother cast us by.
now your day of judgement
has finally come.
I will never get to ask you,
just one question, Why.
You battered us you bruised us
every day you mentally abused us,
but even worse than that, you let
our own father use us.
I wonder if you ever knew the word
Filicide.
Or counted the times
you knocked my head from side to side.
Now as I stand here one last time
by you side,
I shall shed no tears
for the mother who never knew me,
like a pane of glass, you just
saw through me.
Categories:
day of judgement, eulogy, funeral,
Form:
Epitaph
O'Lordy, a nuclear missile, yes nuclear.
Bent on control and devastation, control of a nuclear bomb destroying the Earth.
On land when feeling the destruction, fearful, powers of the lord, while seeking
the Lord.
Fearful, frightened, shivering, the day of judgement is only to'so.
How to construe power, fear and destruction.
The power is immense, shivering, a crack in the core.
Fearful, how will I survive?
Categories:
day of judgement, age, allah, god,
Form:
Ode
Hark! These four stone walls of Mamertine quell
My caged heart's protest; its sullen lament,
That one should take another's life in hand;
Raise their one dream before their very eyes
And crush it in an ironclad, clenched fist.
And for what cause? Unmerited Justice?
Gratuitous equity from envy?
Hark! Though I have not dealt you those blows
You assert; I make wounds, to you obscure.
For I could write a thousand times, bitter;
One's ineffectual stance on knowledge;
One's impotence in the skill of the tongue
To lash one's mind those thirty-nine lashes.
With each tap of that gavel I spite you;
Insolent, Dishonest, and treacherous.
I stand you before the world, unbeknownst,
Guilty of vile sins; a friendship defiled.
I strike your ego and your character;
Assault your visage with an honest word;
Cause scars you cannot see but cannot hide.
And when that day of judgement dawns for you;
The world will laugh at your deficient stride.
Categories:
day of judgement, abuse, anger, angst, art,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
The potato plant's roots keep yielding her precious fruits,
As the youth of the Spring's breeze blows through the trees,
To provide the shadows of life on its green leaves,
A bastard child is born without the presence of a father,
Drugs and prostitution have destroyed her young mother,
There are dreams being shattered and nothing really matters,
When the lights grow dim...
Generations full of lust, lost in shame,
Silly ladies shake their pretty round hips in mischief,
The Summer's heat has came,
There are dreams being shattered and nothing really matters,
When the lights grow dim...
The great struggle of the poor man is a steady fight with all his might,
While the rich man gets richer off those huge city centers,
That help light up the night,
As the leaves from all the trees have fallen to the ground,
Diseases, poverty and sickness is all around,
There are dreams being shattered and nothing really matters,
When the lights grow dim...
The chill of the Winters's frost freezes the Earth's vegetation bear,
So, the people look to their governments for shelter and security,
But, it is so dam freezing cold,
And nobody knows if anyone even cares,
There are dreams being shattered and nothing really matters,
When the lights grow dim...
Centuries pass and life spans flows and goes,
Where the wind comes and goes nobody knows,
The Son provides the world with power and illumination,
Until the day of judgement,
Only the "Blood of the Lamb" will provide true salvation,
There are dreams being shattered and nothing really matters,
When the lights grow dim...
The Earth will exist until the end of times,
When God has defeated all the evildoers,
As it is spoken by his voice of thunder,
With the Saints of mankind,
For, there are dreams being shattered and nothing really matters,
When the lights grow dim...
Behold!
If life's motions and actions would pause for an instant.
To realize it is never too late for change and redirection,
Until, those great old trees crumble and fall,
As its trunk gives way to decay,
And the axe as the Lumberjack calls,
Or, when all men's souls leaves their bodies,
To be judged by the "Almightly",
When the lights grow dim...
Categories:
day of judgement, inspirational, life, nature, seasons,
Form:
Narrative
The world lies silently sleeping
The day of judgement has come
This day is one of awe and wonder
But feared by many and none
I looked out across the seafront
The waters calm and still
Across the meadow was quiet
Nothing stirred on the hill
Everything was holding its breath
Nothing dare speak or move
Everything waiting, waiting
To see what it’s made to prove
Had we as a world, as one and all
Done enough to make it through?
Only the one who judges and knows
Could tell us what really was true
Fire would consume us all
Or feathers protect us from fate
Depending on the judgement
All we could do was wait
Then very softly from the sky
The feathers, through air and trees
The one who judges sent the sign
And everything moved with ease
The end of days as we knew them
Time to start over and new
The judge had passed his sentence
Repayment was now due
Categories:
day of judgement, forgiveness, day,
Form:
Chastushka
A day started out, it really looked bright
no one could recognize just what was in site
how was I to know, the heavens were about to flow
soon I would be escorted, to that place we all must go
When those angels came for me, I was ill prepared
didn’t pack any clothes, wouldn’t need anything to wear
yet I knew that it had to be good, whatever would be
because G-d is calling the shots, to this we all do see
Lost opportunities to reflect on life, and all that my body once did yearn
how it has now been reduced, to little more than food for the worm
stoic indeed was I now, since during my life I maintained my belief
preparing my soul for this journey, so that I could now expect relief
I knew, therefore, when I was young awaiting me was this court case
even though it was much in the future, eventually, it I would have to face
so I made sure to invest the time, helping both friends and strangers in need
for I knew the secret, heaven would certainly treat me likewise, indeed
Measure for measure does our Creator deal with us, for this is part of his design
not always perceivable to man, because it emanates from the realm of the divine
ultimately making known his true righteousness in judgement, for all to see
A day of judgement truly awaits, and our very souls will be forced to agree
Only in this world are we constantly challenged, many tests emanate from within
because there has been put inside of us, an evil inclination trying to get us to sin
having made known to us, there is a medicine for our benefit he has deployed
patiently hoping for us to choose wisely, our constant sinning for us to avoid
This medicine is a secret, and is made known to only a select few
and is given over to those, choosing to staying far away from the untrue
I have recognized this fact, a fact that is difficult but does hold true
when you starve your body from sin, merit for your soul do you accrue
After leaving this world, we hope to paradise we all shall surely go
not wanting to contemplate, the existence of that other place down below
the message is a simple one, tailored for all those earnestly wishing to know
do many acts of kindness in this world, and in the next your soul will surely glow
Categories:
day of judgement, imagination, inspirational, introspectionbody, day,
Form:
Rhyme
Sweet dreams I wish to have in a much longer
When the ticking clock of live ticks not any longer
when the fresh and healthy air has no use any longer
And when the wishes and worldy dreams turns into reality
When the light of the world beginhs to deminish slowly
Whe the eyes of women continuous to water prefusely
when the hearts of men gets broken with no remedy
When the world is finaly closed for me certainly
And when the breathe is made its final tune
And it is then the time to give up the ghost
I wish then to have sweet dreasms in a much longer
When the rich and the poor are sent down into body of the ground
Then will I be taken to a place where the time never flows
The heaven is always blue and the rivers always flows
The air never comes to not and the breathe never seiz to count
A place where the eyes comes to see what the ears used to hear
Where the deeds of the righteous and the wicked are made plain and clear
Where men shall be succumb to account for that which they used to do
True families turns to rejoice, dejected families each other they turns to haunt
I wish to have left saddened families behind gladly
Wishing that, worried friends were seeing that which I am seeing
I wish to be laughing in joy and devils weeping prefusely in defeat
With love will the angels welcome me and sang the song of victory
And with peace the gates of the theavens will be showed to me graciously
And sweet dreams I wish to have when I am made to have a good sleep in a much longer
Awaiting the rapture, the final day and the awakening of the dead
Taking them into the land of the living on the day of Judgement.
When the ticking clock of live will never stop ticking any longer
And surely death will never come to seize me any longer
I wish to have sweet dreams in a much longer
Categories:
day of judgement, cry, death, farewell, funeral,
Form:
Rhyme
The day the trees shed;oh' my
The day the water ran
red;Bled?
The day disease
spread;Throughout
The day those that were
already dead pled;For
Sympathy?
The day we have read;The
prophecy
The day The prophets said;"The
day of judgement is here!"
The day the righteous found
there guide;"First they enter
correct?"
The day the well dried;"Not one
drop left?.
The day the plants fried;"All
Burt up?
The day the cattle died;"do
they go to heaven?
The day the children
cried;"They realize soon
enough"
The day the galaxy opened
wide;"wow!"
The day God rang the bell;"The
angels trumpets went off?
The day the evil cast a
worthless spell;"They tried I
guess?"
The day the truth will tell;"lies
revealed?"
The day the souls left there
shell;"Relieved"
The day the sky fell;"A new
beginning?"
The day the Gods sent the evil
to hell;"For Good"
The day the dead will meet
there maker is here
Hells gates will be opened
End to all the forsakers
Deceit,will be judged first.And
asked "why did you deceive?"
Angels will prepare Heaven to
receive
Youth with there innocence,and
the righteous for there
obedience enter first
Oh' woe to the souls who do
not repent
For there is no other chance
Repent, take responsibility for
your sins.
Ever since the beginning we
have been preparing for the
end
Condemned are those who had
no faith
Kneel before your maker
Obey! never held so much
meaning.
No living species is not judged
Immune to all disease,no more
pain those that enter the
kingdom
Nurturing,no tear left to dry on
its own,no babies or children
left all alone
Gods wrath has been felt,the
day all cards are dealt face up
for all to see,The day he will
ask you
"Why have you forsaken me?"
"Hope was something I
abandoned my Farther"
"Yes!My son I know,But Why?
Categories:
day of judgement, heaven
Form:
Acrostic
Though they filed in one by one and marching to the music
The decree was silence yet those devils kept marching
The Day of Judgement has been coming for a long time
Praying for solace , and waiting for the rain
Refreshing rain to wash the parade of inequity but the marching
The rain doesn’t condemn ,it renews and refreshes and remembers
Remembers the past and nurtures the future and the tide
Don’t forget the tide , it brings one in and takes it back
Those rubberneckers keep me alert for the Sun
They get inside of me waiting for me to make just one mistake
But the sun waits for me as well as does the rain but the marchers
They plod on and on but God found me free and gave me ablution
Let the bells toll, the children sing and the sun shine on all of me
If the thought doesn’t fit you must acquit
For All who suffer Depression
Categories:
day of judgement, courage, depression, devotion,
Form:
Free verse
There's suffering whatsoever everywhere
Anger, violence, bloodshed in the air-
Only death, sorrows and miseries.
But alas there are no remedies!
Where is God?
The so called 'kind' Lord?
In the idol, in the photo
Is He Omniscent, Omnipotent or a false notion?
Why doesn't he appear to punish the unjust devil and reward the virtutous?
Will the day of judgement ever dawn?
How to believe affirmatively 'His' Presence?
In temples or churches there stands the statue but 'He's absent
Life extends like a tireless river without a pause-
It isn't so simple but complex with enormous clauses.
Categories:
day of judgement, religion
Form:
Free verse
Almost Christian
Some mere mortals exist yet from a plated glass
they live by sight not of faith at all.
looking back at the world for comfort & pleasure
Basking in the vast array of sin. self & Satan
yet once they were moved even active in ministry
ever since that day they have fallen away
today they question the existence of their maker
making him appear as a caped crusader
they are the almost Christian my friend
on the day of judgement they will cry out, "Lord, Lord"
they were never really attached to his vine
there heart his far from there maker
yet he has given then enough time to believe
to repent & fall down at the knee
what is my heart felt one last plea ?
Return to your first love with a full heartfelt commitment
Serve the king of kings and the Lord of Lord's
each moment embrace the wonder of the cross
before it's to late leading to a tragic loss
Categories:
day of judgement, addiction, age, anxiety, art,
Form:
Free verse