Best Discredit Poems
Easter approaches on tender, Lily-white feet!
Most think only of chocolate Easter bunnies, a most delicious treat!
Or, of going Easter shopping in lovely, spacious malls.
They know not, the significance of what Easter means at all.
A man hung on a cross, and died to save humanity.
But the move is on to discredit Christ, who died on that tree!
Some children, of Him, only lies do parents tell!
They are told there is no God, no Heaven and no Hell.
The goal .....to make man, a god?
While our only end, is to lie dead, beneath that cold sod.
For believers, their eternal future is both divine and glorious.
Singing with the Angels in God’s chosen, golden chorus!
4-6-2022
B ugger came in at three A.M.
R ip roaring through the house
"O bloquy did not happen", said he; in denial
"U nder no circumstances was that me"
H yposensitized she became to his brohahas
A nd hanging in there year after year
H appiness disappears, gloom constant companion
A nd then she woke up one day, writing poems
Brouhaha-a stir, a fuss, an uproaring
Obloquy-n- discredit, disgrace
Written: January 30, 2023
Contest: Writing Challenge-B Word
Chosen Word: Brouhaha
Sponsor: Constance La France
This is totally fictional; it is not intended to refer to anyone implied, expressed or unexpressed.
Tongues loose, tongues in a hangman’s noose
Wag without care to declare nonsense
As wisdom salvaged from the sluice
Where nonsense whacked common sense
Lost in a sea of error whose terror
Harmed victims concealed by protagonists who opted to promote
The cult of nonsense whose defence mirror
Plunged into reverse gears that chose to demote
Common sense when tongue waggers
Congregated in an occult cabal to upgrade gossiping skills
As though grapevine daggers
Staggered upper echelons of wisdom whose quills
Spilled reason in dark corners where tongue waggers shared nonsense seeds
Plus fertilizers of idleness and the icing on cakes of lies
Whose taste on tongues that wagged feeds
Total belief in naked gossip sties
Tied malfeasants together tighter
The better for them to wage war on common sense and desecrate workplace etiquette
Which is anathema to tenets of ultimate gossipers rate lighter
Than curses the wisdom ticket
That caught gossipers red handed munching grapevine beans
While sharing tins and pins of sins
For which gossipers scrambled when grapevine means
Came under close scrutiny when truth queens
Declared grapevines illegal in Wisdom Land
Where any culprit convicted of spreading gossip propaganda
Would be stripped of the royal brand
And punished for the gossip blunder
Committed without shame
To discredit the truth and integrity
In solemn worship of the blame name and claim
Would be sent to Coventry for eternity.
Incoming ...
distress missive call
Hangups on the other side
of the continental divide cellular room
Mushroom sobs of insecurity
click end of volatile transmission
Redialitis sparks an emotional kaboom
Hold the phone ...
busy signal
blocks the aural unnecessary
audio carrying on
Listen to the sick, sad drone
of earworm infection
Party line frienemy chatter —
rumor skullduggery
lip shake the skeleton bones
Wireless ...
discredit babble cry is on the blame install
Wronged directory
sent bye-bye a phantom victimized 911 call
Hangups on the teary-eye side
of the bleary divide
Insecure tremors rattle the room
Situation report bleak ...
relationship on a carrier gloom
Moby D pigeon chirps want the last speak
Mushroom wails
spark splash a cellular kaboom
Hold the phone ...
fade-to-black signal
buries the raised decibel unnecessary
verbal carrying on
Silence transmits an air golden tone;
as needless, exhale worriations
of arrhythmic heart palpitations
get disconnected lung distance long
And the bad karma vibrations
beep off-the-tower power grid gone
Public Convenience
A war ‘nowhere near me’ is a concept that does not exist
an oxymoron so to speak and weep and cry or believe
propaganda for the convenience of denying responsibility
Wars allegedly ‘afar’ is a notion too far removed from the
distortion that you and I do not benefit from the slaughter
as the wealth of some is built on the shoulders of many
who suffer for global greed oil exploitation geopolitical
domination for booming stock markets and neoliberal evil
Call me touchy feely or a pacifist to discredit my knowledge
but my paradigm is one of hard core sober fact that in my
name and without my direct consent rape pillage and plunder
deface the human condition and legalize collateral damage
What a euphemism to ask me to close my eyes in view of
pulverised people atomised ashes and call them not near
Rapacious avarice or conscientious objection to misleading
terms and diminutive are a choice very close to my heart
20th May 2017
yea tis history - that end gin shelled a mesh by mit Romney wailin
such below figurative belt mortar attack subterfuge and constant railin
per accusations hurled at barack Obama presidential campaign
lobbed like scud missile grenades from invisible hand no longer m palin
in comparison and hence moot point for republicans to gain
so this joe of a voter re-fused 2 bide time 2 prevent candidate from failin
app laud clinched 2nd term deserved and occupy white house seat a gain
intent i wanna talia 2 acknowledge salient tactics to boost usa now ailin
sasha bravado blasting and gunning futile fusillades
which questionable oppositional stealth indiscriminately fired pell mell
to discredit supreme commander in chief an exemplary persona in the main
such desperate toothless and nail biting tactics
replete with political retaliatory slanderous stockpile bombardment
but rather, he opts to build fracking rainbow coal bridges 2 somewhere
over the rainbow toward future with his omnipotent time tested girders
of righteousness and gravitas quite simple and plain
casting confidence that the democrats rank as the robust strongest train
eclipsing her livid burst of 15 minutes fame that briefly wax than wane!
ROOTS OF AFRICA
Celebrating the Legends
African Arise! Arise! Arise Africa ……………………
Dig deeper into your conscious, causes of your discomfort
I heard you are rich in diamond, gold and oil, but you are still vagabonds
I am sorry Mother Africa; I know your husband is corrupt and very abusive
It is because you divorced the TRUTH and covered yourself in illusions
True Legends died for your freedom but you are still chained in metal slavery
Together we can rise, together we can fight and together we can win, yes raise Africa, rise!
I heard you want to rise above the storm, very inspirational
But can your people afford to pay the cost, which may cost them everything
Like discomfort for comfort, pain for payment and persecution for purpose
Your success is questionable, because leaders who have no roots are leading you
If you think I am lying check your clock: you are not where alleged to be by this time
I do not blame you Mother Africa, but your parents, your husbands, and your children
True Legends died for your freedom but you are still mentally/spiritually incapacitated
Together we can rise, together we can fight and together we can win, yes raise Africa, rise!
I heard you exchanged your birth right for a piece of meat, discredit!
Come let me show you who you are, your power, potential, possibilities and possessions
Africa you are powerful before your birth, royalty and kingship runs in your veins, cryptic!
You are the center of riches, minerals and hope, hoping you could see this, fascinating!
Arise black man, arise black man, you best in sports, music, movies, poetry, finance, governs,
Tell your sisters and mother, its time to arise above fears, failures and falsehood, be legends
True Legends died for your freedom but you are still divided, failed to see power of unit/love
Together we can rise, together we can fight and together we can win, yes raise Africa, rise!
THE FALL OF THE WHITE ELEPHANT’S CAN’T FAIL IDEA
No self-respecting politician wanted to drink from that well
the self-inflicted delusion persisted for the faithful
they were shocked but not surprise when they learned
the head elephant had walked away with much cash
But his larcenous ways landed him in prison
Money, something very dear to his black heart,
or where his heart should have been,
felt good; he didn’t need the cash, he had said
he was wealthy and his multitudes believed his every lie
On and on he talked, the media checked his words
but to no avail nobody believed the lies the media reported
since they trusted their leader, no one questioned him,
lying became a part of his steady rhetoric and he escalated it
Until the day his forty thousand obvious lies were too much
and he lost the election by ten million votes
and true to his character he did not leave with dignity
he left violently
Not a word was heard throughout the broken party called the GOP
even they forgave him for absconding with much money
but the opposition had done its job of throwing the corrupt out
he and he was gone back to con-scam land where he had come from
But the gullible sycophants naively incapable of learning history's lessons
without critical analysis of what had brought down their party
immediately began searching for the one who could finesse the lies
their motto became "Stay True to the Big Lie" or "Ignorance is good"
The blind faithful obeyed his misguided verbal bellows
to vilify, discredit, attack and continue his false self-righteous ways
to obstruct the law that was in hot pursuit
the news that he was to be punished comforted the American citizen
But on and on they go lying and denying to this day
what the rest of the world knows to be true
but the demolished idea of establishing the next Fourth Reich
died when the cell door slammed shut
This land that's always searching for ways to perfect the imperfect law,
assist our sacred Constitution to forge forward
always seeking to instruct on freedom, liberty, justice
and improving those citizens' minds imbued with incalculable stupidity.
He said, "I will never really know the struggles of a black man."
Well he has clearly forgotten that I have to be more than a woman.
You see I am mommy & daddy to a beautiful little girl.
I have to serve, protect and provide for her place in this beautifully crazy world.
I have to be the father my daddy and her daddy didn’t have the courage to be.
I have to carry that load all on me.
Not to mention, in heels to ensure I’m still keeping my feminine appeal.
With a smile and grace to disguise how I truly feel.
I have to embrace my own desires later, whenever that maybe.
Because I am committed to a greater cause, my family!
And because I’m still woman and that first, they still too discredit me.
Trying to conform and limit my abilities.
So that man shoe, I have definitely filled.
Because that man pressures, demands & etc I also feel.
And not just second hand like smoke.
As my journey includes different men with different strokes.
So the struggle is far from sexist and that I can respect.
In fact, the struggle is how and where we all can connect.
Shame must have burned her countenance,
along with fear that gripped her heart;
she’s a woman in the gospel brought into the open,
by those Pharisees and Sadducees in their attempt –
to entrap Jesus on the horns of a dilemma.
Known as legalistic in their respect for the Law of Moses,
they professed as guardians of moral principles;
they claimed as protectors of the Jewish traditions,
however, in truth, they had a wicked motive to ruin Jesus
to discredit him for all the things he’s doing for his own people.
His growing popularity especially to the Jewish men and women,
becomes a raison d’etre to ruin his good reputation;
oh, such a malady that continues to exist through generations,
the seed of original sin – its consequence to human behavior
reflected its aftermath, the evil tendency that is encrusted deep within.
Jesus’ statement, “let him who is without sin cast the first stone,”
made the religious leaders withdraw from the scene and,
starting from the elders they walked away and talked no more;
a sign of shame, an honest reaction to what is shadowed by guilt.
The entire incident focused on Jesus’ endless forgiveness,
his compassion for the woman being bogged down with disgrace;
like a moral stigma, a scarlet letter etched in the hearts of people,
with Jesus she had her past but she also has a future to look forward to.
Just as the prophet Ezekiel says, “I will give you a new heart –
and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone
and give you a heart of flesh . . .” its power and meaning can assure,
God’s love is everlasting; our salvation is his prime concern.
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Stay well my friends, be Vigilant and May the good Lord watch over you... Please tell others...
The tortured poet has returned to cause chaos on the page
With a pen full of ink that is sharper than Michael Myers blade
This is about to get horrific and bloody it's not for the weak minded
I was forced to live with dark thoughts, but now I keep rhyming
I've learned to not listen to the opinions of the people who discredit the caterpillar, but praise the butterfly
I refuse to bring laughter to people who didn't want to know about what I suffered inside
As a teen I had dreams of a hug from my dad, or being another guy
So I sat alone in my room inside of the children's home
Feeling alone
Writing lyrics while listening to Eminem became my building zone
I don't know what they're authorising
but this authors writing
Slaughtering and torturing
Causing chaos to everything you're organising
Been through some times which were traumatising
I'm just trying to survive in this world I was born to die in
I got back up and cleaned my wings anytime I fell short with flying
I promise that I will have killed my demons and beat depression by the time the morgue is arriving
This isn't a game, there isn't a slot where you can make a quarter slide in
No buttons for you to push to stop this rhyming monster
Even Jason Voorhees finds him bonkers
I'll climb and conquer
With a heart of pain and mind of vodka
a pen full of ink that can't run out
My lyrics won't be dumbed down
Inspired by Rakim, Nas, Eminem and Big Pun
I'm now facing everything I once hid from
Speak your mind, because no one will respect the fence you sit on
The lost kid
Who became a Hip-Hop head
Starting to appreciate the fact I'm not dead
Time to start a new journey because some of my bridges have been burned
I've fell back in love with the pen, so you could say the tortured poet has returned
Some people spreading rumors
Talking about the illuminati
Saying it’s the new world order
Raising a lot of conspiracy theory
The way the world is today
A lot is left daze and confuse
So they come up these stories
Just to make their self amuse
The illuminati did exist centuries ago
But only for their own protection
From the powerful Roman Catholic church
To avoid arrest and persecution
The Roman Catholic Church theory
Is that around the sun the earth rotate
And until the church lost it powers
They enforce that philosophy without debate
The illuminati was group of intelligent minds
Respected scientists. And Philosophers
And if they don’t agree with church logics
They were prosecuted as witchcraft followers
Rumors of the New World Order as its call
About the Illuminati taking over the world
Was just to discredit the intelligent minds
And to stop then truth from being told
The Illuminati ceased to exist
After The Roman Catholic Church fall
Science could be pursued openly
And its finding can be reveal to all
The members of the illuminati at the time
Consist of the most brilliant minds in society
And the all swore to a life time of secrecy
Unlike these blabber mouths celebrities
Today we see a lot of fake groups
Claiming to be part of the illuminati
Rappers, singers, actors, and others
Claims to be part of this conspiracy
They say that the illuminati still exist today
Just to get you to believe it
So the more attention you give to them
It’s better for their financial benefit
The world has change so much today
Most people are free
Science and medical research
Is practice for betterment to humanity?
The animators of Walt Disney
Are using hidden sexual messages
And very hard to notice object
In movies that should of cause an outrage
But Because of the wealth and power of Disney
The news media don’t see the ripple in the wave
And that was never the intentions of Walt Disney
He must be rolling over in his grave
Yes the world is full of corruptions we know
But that doesn’t not mean the illuminati exist
As Simon cowell on American idol will say
To think that “is pure otter rubbish”
Mass of red and gold plumage
blood of supreme incessant immortality flows within
Only I alone can reign stronger
a fortiori
than the army of any man or beast
Symbolic of Christ, ressurection, afterlife
In death redeemed
consumed by fire
only to be born again of ashes
I will rise up again!
Injured from mortals wars
I simply ameliorate and regenerate
I am fire and divinty
Continually watching the irresolute
ever changing, dynamic world around me
In despair I scrutinize and contemplate
as all things moral
are taken from me periodically and adinfinitum
lost ever and again
Armys of mortals have chased my blood for an age
in want of my immortality
Whilst they wrangle with continual want
and I would content for less
I have met no immortal contender
my glorification to you either unobtainable
or a terrible curse
As a deity I serve this planet in all my supremacy
for I will foresee you all
Authors note
This piece was originally written as a two part collaborative effort with poet Kathleen C.
Mannon, otherwise known by pen name kkatie55 . The prompt we were given to write to for
contest was Mortal vs. Immortal in September of 2007, a month after I first started writing I
believe. To begin with we both took our ideas and wrote individually then bringing our ideas
together and changing slightly to fit from there… I tried to write so this would stand alone
too, and have only just decided to bring it out to share for opinion. To see the write with the
omitted verses written by the other poet, please feel free to go view at this link where each
poet has initialled over their respective stanzas/verses.
http://allpoetry.com/poem/3404940
Thankyou for your trouble in reading this explanation, but I do not wish to discredit its
original intention nor take anything away from the other poet by placing this half here. I
hope you shall be excited about reading it in full…
Tribe
~~~~~
The greatest hallmark of my sacred tribe
Is one of profound pride and an irresistible strength
To overcome any obstacle
Descended of Shoshone, Choctaw, and the motherland
From across the Atlantean ocean
Genealogy reveals a touch of Mediterranean and French
One glance speaks volumes a most favorable blend of DNA
Revered by the wise and despised openly by the jealous and weak
Regardless, those of this breed stand tall and proud each day
The mantles they wear and have worn are many and varied of
Value and meaning to scores protectors, teachers, sensei, and sage
The small minded man things seek to discredit and taunt
What they could never hope to be or understand
Refusing the gift of transcending evolution
I'm so blessed, just as you but I must not linger in the filth of anger
And self consuming hatred
I offer you a smile and a gift, forgiveness of the sin perhaps that
Of your progenitors
A simple yet defining word, ignorance
No delusions of greatness just a charge to keep
Spoken to me mere moments ago by an angel in the flesh
If I so choose at last I am truly worthy
So come with me now the past is a memory
Promise of a better future is yours within this tribe.