Best Evilness Poems
What If
You live in a Matrix that you don't know, what is really happening around you.
That there are people that wish to control you through fear, lies, and manipulation and deception, but you don't realize it's happening.
That these people have been planning this a long time and they are incredibly smart, evil, rich and powerful.
That they are the people that you trust, listen to, appreciate, and admire.
That they are many years ahead of you in technology and they have gathered so much information on you, that your privacy doesn't exist.
That they control the economy, your food, your water, your money, and through the false narratives on television your mind.
That they are so evil that you in your worst thoughts, could not fathom their evilness.
That their goal is to depopulate the world from 7.8 Billion people to 5 hundred million.
How you might ask? Through your food, vaccinations, chemtrails, your water, medications, lack of health care, and many other ways.
That they want a data bank on everyone on earth through your dna and tracking, and tracing devices.
There are many of us and few of them, so they want to monitor us at all times so we can't retaliate when we realize what they are doing to us.
After they give us our freedom back with conditions, they will bring us back to our prisons at home with another plandemic.
Then they will tell us that if we want our freedom we have to first be tested and then vaccinated.
Later they will say that your money carries the virus and they will bring in the cashless society. Why? If you don't go along with the program, they shut off your funds.
That they want to disarm us, take our weapons so we can't fight back. Canada just banned assault weapons, U S A will follow.
Henry Kissinger said, You want to control the masses, you control their food and their money, and they will do anything you ask.
My friends welcome to, THE NEW WORLD ORDER.
Go to YouTube. Everyday they take down their videos to censor them. Warn others like I have warned you.
Off The Grid With Doug and Stacy
YouTube.
Dr Sherri Tenpenny Brighteon.com
Tell all that you love and tell them to tell ten others. So forth and so on. God bless you all we are in this together...
Michael Tor
Revenge sweet turning with hate
a brother rises striking blows
landing hits brother in wicked deeds
evilness within mans own soul
Cruelty crawling inside desires
suffering greed of nations they plea
Rise up against nations man at war
tearing asunder God's creation
People slowly murdering loveless
Pride a sinful act of violence
laced with pain destroying pure love
everything that once stood out housed peace
so fine cut beautiful, good sharing
caring free, in this one, big show rolls
Keeps turning, the wheel of hope
whom will speak, as we all become part
of his heavenly dust in the end
or burning remains of hell's fire
As death creeps out of the darkness,
A mother becomes the rope in a (Tug of war.)
A child reaches to help its’ mother in her weakness,
And stares death in the eye with abhor.
The rope falls limp in sure defeat,
Yet the child pulls on the strength of heart.
Against the evilness and deceit,
Fighting with the will to not be apart.
The hooks of death on weary knees,
Shackling the arms, exposing vulnerability.
Screaming and crying the words of “please”
The mother rests with peace and tranquility.
A child left to battle life’s groans,
Preparing for the encounter and all its’ lour.
For one day she will meet Mr. Bones,
And she’ll be the rope in her child’s (Tug of war.)
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Inspired by Brian’s Picture Poem’s Contest
Käthe Kollwitz, Death and the Woman (Tod und Frau), lithograph, 1910.
http://www.mmoca.org/mmocacollects/artwork_page.php?id=31
This my advice to self.
Stop lying to yourself.
The smiles betray the hurt that runs to deep.
You need to stand tall .
Stop becoming bitter even if its what your name means.
Always love, make it your motto.
Let this hatred of self-doubt and self direct lies disappear.
Because the hate will get you every time.
Always love yourself.
How can you tell this to everyone but yourself.
Loosen up and dance, feel the summer’s breeze.
God will forgive you if you let go.
Remember you dreams because they have died in your cave of reality, of every day.
Stop suffocating your spirit.
Let it run free with your dreams and believe.
Time won’t stand still for you.
We may always be destined to remember but never can we always go back and change time.
Step forward and give yourself room to sometimes fail.
Life is about mistakes and despair, otherwise how will you ever learn.
Be an example not an exception.
If you stop hurting yourself with this doubt .
Then you can stop the hurt for your children..
They are your future.
You have to learn to hurt and get over it.
This is God’s blessing.
So You may be able to apprecatie what is giving to you.
Mary , why do you hide and hurt.
Have you forgotten the love that fills your life everyday.
It may not be money, a nice house or a car.
But it is a house full of laughter.
Hugs and kisses at night.
Gratitude for being a wonderful mother and wife.
You let this hatred of doubt become your greatest fear.
It’s evilness has slowly killed your courage.
Believe in your faith and remember this is all part of God’s grander plan.
Forgive yourself for not being able to resolve life’s problems.
Instead emerge full of strength that guides you to always love yourself.
Keep silent before Me, O islands and let the people renew their strength
Let them come near; then let them speak; let us come near together
To judgement. Isaiah ch 41 verse 1
March the 13th 1996, I was driving along, thinking of how some people were affected by traumatic events in childhood and how some overcame setbacks to become role models/leaders even, the thought made me 'feel hope' this was after years of denial, that there was a satanic influence in everyday life yet now I was facing.and considering the idea that such events could be of satanic motivation in order to stunt or even deny 'the world' of helpful statesmen/women & role models.'
Very shortly maybe seconds after,this very thought; the radio station I was tuned to announced they were interrupting the schedule to breaking news of a terrible shooting at the
town of Dunblane, in the primary school, as more details emerged I pulled over and although stunned
and dismayed, I was hearing the way this was being viewed in a sanitized way, a matter of fact thing, just a madman.' I punched the dash tears were in my eyes, I felt an evilness I could almost taste, pulling my thoughts together I realised if I believed that which I was thinking on moments before the news flash, I must pray against this act, and as well as praying for all there, I wanted the Lord to bring all the children being
brutalised here, through this, and those who were destined for greatness to reach their potential.' I knew this was why? a relatively 'obscure school' rather than a prestigious one was attacked.. My thought was 'who' was in there that was the specific target.'
I prayed intensively & above all; for that child,
One thing after another;
guess they forget about love,
consumed by greed of money,
whilst God watches from above.
Did not anyone ever teach them-
what is wrong and what is right,
deep breathing til it’s over;
upon my tongue i bite.
Series of challenges;
that wickedness entails,
Am so brave from love you gave;
enlightened by your trails.
God help me to get through this;
hence leave this in your hands.
I cannot bare the burdens;
what evilness commands.
One thing after another;
that devil stirred the pot,
Now I’m with my maker;
evilness cannot.
We started having so much fun together.
Being side by side all the time is not always better.
All these different issues I have leave me edgy.
With so many thoughts and feelings, I might not be ready.
No matter how hard you try, you can't change me.
This is something I must do myself, I hope you will agree.
Hoping you will always have the patience to be by my side
Cuz the road I must travel is going to be a bumpy ride.
Many life changing things I have in my past.
Happened one after another and all fast.
I never had a chance to work through the hardest one.
I gave up trying when my world no longer spun.
Maybe that's what brought all this evilness my way.
Attracting so much wrong doing in my life to stay.
Someday it will change, I will have my moods in control.
Be patient, all I need is time to soothe my soul.
The green monster, they are everywhere being worn like a badge of honor. Have you seen them, where did they come from. Could one of them be you, say it is not true. Some say they are only after the green money, they are really after the entire pot of golden honey. Do you need a clue, they are after what belongs to me and you. They take what is not theirs, they have no cares. Hurt and pain they bring, they want to make you sing. What evil they live, never knowing how to give. They will not change, so stay far out of their range. You do not want to catch their evilness, do not turn into their green sickness.
Jealousy is the green monster, this is something to ponder.
Date Written: 6/23/2021
1 Place
A Brian Strand you choose Contest Judged: 8/12/2021
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
A dark angel with crimson eyes
Floated down to visit last night
I lay sleeping as he Lurked
Sensing his indecent intrusion
I kept my eyes shut tight
He enveloped my power
Awakened me from sleep
He sought out a way indeed
To tempt me into listening
To a spot my soul would creep
I long to know why he came...
To show me his sinful ways
Why showing such evilness…
Mattered so much to him
Scaring me with a sinful gaze
Darkness and sin entered me
Dreaming I was not yet asleep
I dreamt of a Dark Angel
Then I noticed.... as I woke....
A broken feather on my sheet~
Family bond is strong like glue
Holding the links together from me to you
Family bond is saying "I Love You", and I"ll be here for you
Inspite of what we have gone or may be going through
Family Bond is not putting each other down
Therefore when we see each other, our greeting should come with a warm smile,not a snarling frown
Family bond will last forever if we put and keep God first
He is the way, regardless of all evilness on the earth
Family bond is praying for each other no matter what is going on
Trust and believe that God will help us all stay strong
Family bond is respecting one another no who you are
Whether you are young or old,even those amongst the stars
Family bond will survive the bumps in the road
We need to be there always, through the storm or the cold
A family bond is not the Big I's or the Little U's
It is about coming together in unity, the way God wants us to do
“We look at spirit not at form
Our touch is gentle, kind and warm
We but reflect God’s love and light
‘Tis the path to which we conform” ~ Unseeking Seeker
I read the violet sparks
of untouchable lightning,
allowing the butterfly breeze
to wrap me in wet bliss,
tracing the afterglow
of compassionate consciousness,
where kindness has no motive,
where empathy holds the quill
to narrate and nurture
nature with nameless frequency,
like a tercet without a title ~
a sunset without an end,
woven with wild petals of wisdom,
for what is love without light,
what is wisdom without composure,
what is humanity without
healing hymns of the soul?
In silence, I feel your pulse,
the palpitation of profound passion,
the vibration of untamable truth,
and I remain ~ immersed in awe,
adrift in the amplitude
of absolute awareness,
of what breathes between
rising fire and water,
like an estuary that escapes
the evilness of angst
by holding the ripples of rivers
and streaming sapphires
of salt-kissed serenity…
But must I name the throb
that aches with the weight of peace?
There is no form, no label,
no letter, no ink,
no colour, no cadence
to spell what spills
from the spirit of starlight ~
when love resides on the chalice
of the third eye,
intuitively engrossed
in the essence of clarity,
unclothing the chakras
to reveal the pining purity
of faith beyond form,
as the Almighty synchronizes
the inner motif of mindfulness,
merging the mystery
of surrendered sacredness,
where ego has no home,
and manipulative monsoons
cannot erase the awakened
flame of blazing dawn…
O beloved soul searcher
seeking timeless tranquility
in sunflower stillness,
listen to the unspoken ~
you and I, we know
the scented skin
of roses and revelation,
the kingdom of unseen reality,
guarded with illuminated epiphanies,
and in muteness we muse,
transforming to an ethereal realm
where heaven is closer
than the air that touches
the holy shivers of electric scriptures,
written from the lotus aura
of an ageless utopia ~
forgive my need
for cosmic confinement,
‘Tis the path to which we conform...
In my Perfect World I want there to be Peace
for all Mankind, wars, hate, evilness, would be
gone no one would be hungry, homeless, beaten
sick, broken or lonely all would be so Beautiful.
Children, would play in the streets day or night
never having to worry if they will be taken away
by people who would just Hurt them terribly.
They would never have to live in fear or be scared.
Animals, would be treated like they should loved,
fed, cuddled to run the streets, alleys and not ever
have to run away from hands or people who might
do them harm they would be snoozing in the sunlight.
The weather would be warm birds flying overhead
singing their songs the rains would be gentle enough
that we could go stand in it and splash in the puddles
never having to worry about the destruction it brings.
Everyone, being kind to each other neighbors helping
neighbors with out expecting anything in return.
Your word of Honor being enough to seal a deal.
Leaving doors unlocked at night knowing it was safe.
Children would not be told they were useless but they
would be told how Precious they truly are and how much
they are loved, wanted by the Parents who had them.
They could sleep soundly at night never be harmed.
In My Perfect World it would be a bit like Heaven but
I would not have the streets paved in Gold or Pearly
White Gates for the entrance I leave that to God.
My entrance would say 'Come In Peace One and All'!
A lone black wolf can seal your fate,
blink of an eye, can change your state;
living a life of deepened peace,
restriction of a short-term lease,
crushed in an instant, fear’s release.
Shattered dreams of every decease;
outcome unending, cries don’t cease,
concord too grueling to police.
Out of the darkness, filled with hate,
a black wolf lies in mortal wait.
Copyright © 2012 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Note:
To sum it up, an evil person can determine whether one lives or dies no matter how at peace one is with living their time on earth. In an instant life can be taken, leaving their loved ones to morn their passing. Harmony is too difficult to control, when evilness hides in the darkness.
Learning to distinguish between and having a compassion for-silence that protects pain and silence that protects injustice has been a difficult important lesson-Julie Buckner Armstrong
Rest in peace Mary Turner
May 19, 1918 in Valdosta, Georgia…
The day before, her 19-year-old husband,
hands cuffed behind his back, was strung up from a tree with hundreds in attendance
applauding his death.
She threatened to have her husband’s killers arrested. Outraged,
the Mob decided to teach her a lesson.
With her swollen belly and feet, she tried to flee but was captured at noon
and taken to a bridge. One of the Mob men picked a tree.
She was tied by her ankles and hung upside down and doused
in gasoline and motor oil from their automobiles. One of the Mob men lit a match.
Engulfed in flames hot enough to make Satan sweat, she writhed in pain as her skin bubbled
and boiled. Pieces of flesh and clothing hung from her body. The Mob men howled in glee.
Still alive, one of the Mob men took a knife and cut across abdomen as if she was cattle. The
Mob men cackled like ravenous hyenas. Her premature baby dropped from her womb and hit the
ground. It whimpered twice.
The Mob, with boots of pure hatred and evilness, crushed its tiny
skull and body. Their final act was to riddle her burned and bloody body with bullets until she
finally died. The Mob, satisfied, went home.
The next day, they returned to cut her down from the tree. Her and her baby was buried near the tree, a whiskey bottle marking their grave.
Murder of six million Jews
Murder through holocaust
Holocaust as foretold
Holocaust in scripture
Scripture Daniel 8:23-26
Scripture for the vision
Vision from an angel concerned
Vision in the distant future
Future came to an end
Future on Nazi regime
Regime of Jewish problems
Regime of Adolph Hitler
Hitler on “Final Solution”
Hitler operated death camps
Camps of extermination
Camps to carry out execution
Execution of Jewish people
Execution as genocide
Genocide as holocaust
Genocide as catastrophe
Catastrophe in 1942
Catastrophe as persecution
Persecution as state-sponsored
Persecution being systematic
Systematic executions
Systematic coordination
Coordination as finality
Coordination for solution
Solution to the problem
Solution to end the war
War on Soviet prisoners
War on Nazi tyranny
Tyranny with collaborators
Tyranny of Germany
Germany on World War II
Germany as part of history
History of death marchers
History of no resistance
Resistance due to uprising
Resistance led to futility
Futility being helpless
Futility as a result of evilness
Evilness defeated prosperity
Evilness destroyed humanity
Humanity over troubled souls
Humanity at the time
Time to reflect
Time to pray for human race
Human race…
Reflect…
10.15.16
"The Holocaust"
for Jamie Pan's
"War and Heroism"
Poetry Contest