Best Hard Facts Poems
Let's start this issue with hard facts
believe it or not the seed is now planted
from our Lord's spoken words lets address this world openly honest
It only fills us with the wind and the emptiness of pride
Now lets count the cost of innocent lives
through greed and human sacrifice
corrupted where peace no longer exists a humane body of love
Divine lightening is coming with it we lock our doors
the three dark days of darkness lets not forget
when His Supreme Justice falls into chaos
The sins of this time outweigh past chastisements
The wrath of His force is Almighty has never been seen before
when slaying the dragon crushing him with His Power
The low key figure that he is we need to bolt our doors shut soon
as this world is in deep turmoil no one reads the sign of the cross
He who is coming our Jerusalem King and Saviour Sweet Son of the Father
In Spirit baptised and confirmed by the spear of Destiny
striking down petition once and for all
eternity in that battlefield we will lose some of those whom you loved dearly
Into the end prayer could not save them
from this awful emptiness left behind under a trail of smoke
remains shamed tears of choice under ashes blown away
If you or 1 wish to
live based on reality
Live in the real world you
awaken to every single morning
You then also sadly have to accept
these cold hard facts of life as well
As these few simple fundamental rule's
will see you right and do you no harm
in the long run
People ---- Cheat
In matter's of
Love & Sex
Peace & War
Sport & Art
Politics & Debating
Crime & Punishment
Weight & Age
News & Media
Religion & God
Life in general
&
Lest us not forget
The greatest cheat of all
Money , Money , Money
M-O-N-E-Y
And you can take that to the Bank
It's the cheater's No 1 choice
Not some of the time
But all of the time
Accepted as currency in every country
in the world
More so even than the almighty Do$$ar
So I suppose in summation maybe
what I am tring to say is this
Ignorance is Bliss
Would you do something if you knew it hurts another?,
and try to keep this thing under cover.
Why would someone not have little consideration?,
let's think about this and look for an explaination.
Does it matter if I make a person upset?,
why don't we all show people some respect?
If I step on your toes, what should I say?,
"hello, good morning, or have a nice day".
Should we as people do things and not really care?,
have we become a society that isolates feelings never
to share, or cover up all feelings and bury them somewhere?
Never having fun, loving, or trying to communicate,
I ask you, "is it too late"?
Or is it because I'm straight?,
maybe it's because we've been taught to hate.
There's no love that comes from within,
we've come to love only our kin.
We are always looking for another person's fault,
then we justify when we get caught.
We spend so much time focusing on others wrong,
and we never take time to focus on our own.
I'll be the first one to admit,
when things don't go our way we have a fit.
All we do is just speak our mind,
never trying to be a little more kind.
If we could figure out our fellow man,
there would be no problem to understand.
Everyone has different thoughts, feelings, and emotions,
no one knows anothers will, needs, or devotions.
We can only ask how they feel,
and try not to bruise their heel.
Some have very low self-esteems,
and are hurt by certain things.
these are hard facts no what it seems.
So in closing my sisters and brothers,
show and have some respect & consideration
for the space of others.
T.W.I.S.T.
JLM
Down on my knees praying to you
My heart now broken, the world is askew
I am sad and confused and tears fill my eyes
As I watch the news I’m beginning to despise
I hear nothing of good only of evil
I fear our world is in major upheaval
When four little babies six, four, two and one
Found in such filth, damage has been done
Imagine their life where love comes from drugs
With only cold hard facts and no lovely snuggs.
No bed to sleep in , no comfort to be found
Sleeping in a closet with feces all around
How can a mother let her babies be abused
In such a sad, sad manner, this can’t be excused.
My heart is so heavy and totally confused
How could you let these babies be so misused.
I pray to you Jesus, I pray every day
That this evil I see will all go away.
Yet continue the murders, the abuse and the crime
I’m beginning to think we are about out of time.
Do you hear me Lord Jesus, do you hear what I say
Our world is now crazy and full of decay.
I need you Lord Jesus, and others need you to
To fight this evil that is steering them from you.
So give us your strength to guide us in peace
For this evil we see has got to cease.
Lord Jesus I pray, I pray to you today
Lift up our spirits and help us find a way.
Standing at the proverbial crossroads,
tapping into the game like Morse code.
Cutting my loses as I've lost loads,
Nothing more to lose, I'm like frost...
Froze my assets switching to boss mode.
Are ya out my ass yet? Its like I dropped those kids at the pool.
There's no stopping this like a loose stool.
No copying my spits, no deuce fools.
That means no equal, I rebuke tools.
There ain't no sequel, so I puke rules.
In order to break them, like pharmaceutical's.
I advise you to take em. Refutable?
Don't ask why, I didn't make em.
You'll find its suitable to discuss why ya hate em.
Rather than being mutable why don't ya state some...
Cold hard facts.
Wonder if its too late to get my old heart back.
The one I had as a child before they molded my heart black.
Just young and wild they told us they'd be back, to save us from ourselves.
I wonder where they at?
Living it up, not giving a F. Dancing on the ceiling.
I'm not bigging it up. Can't move past.
I'm digging it up once again,
Back is the incredible! who wants the fame?
Man that's hysterical! You'll get ya accolades like a clerical error.
They don't want ya to know ya credible.
A terrible era we find ourselves in.
And what's on my mind probably ain't helping.
Stepping on toes in kindness, just to hear ya yelping.
Repping my foes ain't blindness, as I write this I'm melting.
Back to room temp, a comfortable state and felt things...
I never ever ever felt before.
A good feeling, an endeavour etc forever adored.
I did see the buoyant bubbles of bliss
fizzing out of my charming muse's smile.
A bubbly butterfly that she is,
was fluttering and whirling around me with verve.
She was so excited to explore the beauty of nature
and capture some thrilling moments as remembrance
for me to string those rosy memories
into pretty festoons of verses and rhymes.
But alas, she went and came back with an ashen face
and harsh rock-hard facts; when hit by those...
causes insufferable pain.
With angst, I deliver this grievous message
about the horrors of extinction inflicted upon Mother Earth
by the very superlative breed of hers with ravenous greed
they feed on everything to suffice their need to succeed.
An empire of dreams they want to build
on grave of ailing nature.
Enchanting hues of dawn and dusk are overshadowed
by hazy clouds of smoke that smothers each breath.
Economic growth thriving on combustion of fossil fuels.
Always caring to reap more than they sow,
countless trees are brutally chopped and their trace effaced
in the name of luxurious development.
Where once they stood with their crowns held high in the sky
and welcoming arms extended for shelter and shade
to so many birds and animals, are now replaced by
concrete towers and skyscrapers.
Bravo, such a triumph for axes, chainsaws and bulldozers!
Succulent fruits and vegetables sweetened with saccharin
and their skin rubbed with wax for sheen.
Plumper they are because of hormone injections.
Soil fertilized by corporate compost
and irrigated with water that is not crystal anymore.
Every drop is infused with wasted toxic chemicals
and surges the stench of disposed garbage
that begets monstrous diseases.
Even the depths of the oceans are not safe
as marine creatures are dying and lying on the shoreline.
Cheers to the sewage that adds to the quality of water!
A paradise that provided us life is pleading for mercy,
to be saved from the hellfire that we are stoking.
Do we really wish to be the curse for such a blessing?
Date: 06/28/2017
Solid Ideas
A solid idea has a myriad of concrete corners
When you step off the curb take one with you and iron boots
It follows you with definable mass and weight
With cold hard facts to anchor
A solid idea is one that is frozen in time chiseled
Like a statue of hard marble it is always there
Asphalt and trees fill in the landscape by the river
Solid ideas sometimes bathe in the sun by the banks
Hold on to railings of the ship if you should sail there
Metallic footwear will not save you
If you float down the stream of consciousness
Or away into the atmosphere
The edges of street blocks are covered in salt
Under a microscope the crystalline structures take shape
Are cube like forms bunched together
A solid idea is one that grips you firm like that
It replaces, displaces water on the brain
I keep my solid ideas locked up
In chains, in basements, in refrigerators
To be taken out on special occasions
Poured over ice to thaw conversations
Halfway through learning life you find therein the games
Played by the oblivious and those who made names
Then your simplicity in view begins being challenged
As make believe is by hard facts rearranged
That society is both with and without bearing
For the old warmongering and peace brokering
Continue on side by side
Each taking turns at being follower and guide
And since good and evil formidably are frontiers
Furnishing many men with careers
Many men have become showmen
Obliviously courting omen
They play for whoever pays the pipers
Be they a flock or a brood of vipers
For only to themselves are they loyal
And money is their hearts’ royal
And they call their desertion a sacrifice
Though it be a cunningly justified compromise
And all these the young wait to ruthlessly learn
As we still claim to fight a brighter day to earn
K. Muitherero
Journey's end evades, ever evading
Pleasures trampled upon, beached, down wind
Though hopeful, lone strangers keep rescinding
Flights of wanton fancy bedazzle me
Hard facts in consequences I have binned
Though in searching no-one seems to agree
Overland territories in spatial climes
Amalgamate in their entirety
Fingers filter currency, cents and dimes
Cast off to foreign shores, I would be bound
Oh to be wealthy wise, accrue plenty
Feted, lauded, plaudits crowned
Journey's end evades, ever evading
Overland territories in spatial climes
Facts were sacked and positions made vacant for speculative trends,
evidence slowly cleared its desk, a victim of gossips truthful cleanse,
Rags stuffed full of fiction masquerading as hard facts,
our logic and understanding at its root suffers attacks,
building shaky foundations for the bricks are made of foam,
and when cerebral dwellings fall in realities rubble we will roam
Yet what grieves me more than storytellers disguised within truths scent
is that this focus on bread and circuses removes the world outside the tent
In another plane of perception
There is a doppelganger of me
Who is disconnected from the hive
And a lifetime of reacting
Where I still my mind
As I focus my intention
And my understanding of boundaries
Is honed almost to perfection
Casting aside our creativity
Over what we cannot change
Placing a value on everything
Judgments and prisons the same
I view this current society
As assimilated as the Borg
Judging itself as only servants
Attaining exactly what we ask for
But there's no judgment in that
What we ask for, we receive
And my infrared laser is attached
Pointing at all that I believe
And if I convert you
Your brain will be quickly wired
As sure as resistance is futile
Soon you will understand my world
Yet I feel a disturbance
Somewhere deep inside of me
Aided by some unseen courage
I look around in horror to see
Then I hear a familiar voice
Telling me not to react
As my blood is turning to ice
In the hive of cold, hard facts
But in a state of repulsion
I rip out all the cords
And begin running for my life
From the blind faith of the Borg
And as I run I hear my voice
That comes from behind the mask
Saying the road to doubt is narrow
And even fewer there are that find this path
Highlit noon terrain, sun blatant
Bathes their shadowless landscape
Endless brilliant sheds radiation
Blinking weary bulbs weakly imitate
Heat hits love with all truth stark
Boxed tight hard facts reject cryptic
Oneness discovery, - two embark
Both nurture melded mode intrinsic
Having strikes delicate balance
Gravity secures, too soft to squash
Assurance a transparent palace
Governs linking, symbiotic emboss
Horizon elevates whitest sphere
Grants tomorrow's moon take flight
Immaculate tuning discards fear
Goads a farthest keen midday sight
5th February 2021
Written for Contest 'Love Is'
Sponsor : Un seeking Seeker
To know a man
to know a man
is to know what he expects
without him telling you
know what he hates
know what he loves
know what he wants
without a word said
his desires are understood
and prepared for him on a platter
but, once love, respect, and honor
has left the marriage, it becomes
all for nothing
there's nothing i can say that matters
nothing i can do that'll change a thing
just the cold hard facts he no longer desires me
I signed up
I put my name on the line
To take a turn at happiness
And forget the sublime
They took me in a room
And said “take off your clothes”
We need to see if you’re gifted
Or simply disposed
Well I guess I missed the mark
I was an inch or two too short
So I guess that I'll never be
A friend of Deep Throats
It seems like a pity
Because I thought that
I could act
But it ain’t about that
And that’s a cold hard fact.
Here are the cold hard facts everyone.
If you have given birth to a daughter or a son,
their future is going to be a very harsh and dark one,
as will all of their future generations.
No one appears to see what I see,
hiding in plain site among everybody.
A worldwide plot to enslave everyone,
is now in the process, it has already begun.
Everyone is enraged about this wall of Trump's,
being constructed to keep out all immigrants,
but that isn't the reason that wall will be put under construction.
That wall will be built to keep American dissidents from escaping,
once marshal law is declared after the next 911 like event,
and then all dissidents and undesirables will be shipped to detainment camps,
where we will spend the rest of our lives living under horrific conditions.
When marshal law is declared, for our own so called protection,
that will be the beginning of the very end,
of the loss of our freedoms and our once very great nation.
All who aren't in enemy combatant detainment camps,
will have lost all of their liberties by our now dictatorial government.
Curfews will be harshly enforced. It will be mandatory to gain employment,
and you had better be so sick and near death if you dare to be absent.
This should be of major concern to everyone,
especially they who have recently given birth to children,
but all seem to retreat into their safe state of ignorance,
and I assure all of you, that ignorance will be our undoing.
If this disturbs anyone, I have the following suggestion,
Get Off Your Comfortable Complacent Asses And DO SOMETHING.
Take Action, Inform Everyone. Christ Almighty, Do Something, Anything.
Research All of this information,
before you deem me a crazy person and pass judgement,
if not for yourself or me, do it for your children,
because you have given birth to them,
and as such you have also sealed their damnation,
to a lifestyle lived under a fascist, military worldwide government.