Best Indignation Poems
To live in this country,
‘Twas brought home today,
It helps to be Christian,
Shoot weapons and pray.
On top of all that,
It’s a plus to be male -
Just knock up a woman
And then you can bail.
If you are a female,
To show what you’re worth,
No matter who screwed you,
Prepare to give birth.
Despite if it’s not
What you want, you must yield
But don’t worry - they’ll pray
For you out on the field.
The atheists, Muslims
And, naturally, Jews
Have to hear about Jesus;
You don’t get to choose.
The land of the free
And the home of the brave
Must have R.B.G. rolling
Around in her grave.
No, my Lord,
Mercy, for their wretched souls, I could
Never ask
Let them burn into eternity for their atrocious crimes,
Committed against humanity
And
Against the law of Thy infinite love !*
© Demetrios Trifiatis
07 FEBRUARY 2015
*After burning a Jordanian pilot alive, decapitating two Japanese
journalists and killing a woman for not wearing shoes, yesterday the
fanatics decapitated a father and a son in Iraq. When all this end?
Faint yellow is the first to appear
Leaves march forth in harmonic progression
To autumn’s clock all must adhere
Amber, scarlet and purple in procession
Bring gasps of wonder till winter’s colorless indignation
*Written September 1, 2014
For Francine’s contest
T he
H eist of humanity has begun
E clipsing the pain of
I rresponsibility fever
N ecessities denied
D angerous
I mpossible personalities
G uilty of
N eurotic
A ggravation
T oward human existence
I n the mean while indecent
O bservations saw
N ormal human behavior morph into
P eople poking
A t pride
R esembling
A nother God
D own DEEP inside
E very BREATH WE DIED
(aka Reasons for Resentment)
You asked me to do something.
I did it and you didn't
thank me.
You told me the meeting would be
at this time at this place.
It wasn't.
You said you'd call back
but the phone never rang.
You forgot to pick up
toilet paper and baby food.
You asked me to do something.
I forgot and you
resented but said nothing.
You told me the meeting would be
at this time at this place.
I forgot.
You said you'd call back
but the (uncharged) phone never rang.
You forgot to pick up
toilet paper and baby food.
Dang...
am runnin' outa reasons.....
Always be certain --
Don’t expect forgiveness
Given harmful indignation
Just keep laughing
My noble opponent
Particularly quarrelsome
Ribaldry seems to unleash
Very worrisome x-rays,
You zygote!
I wanted you to see me shine on stage,
Now the pity’s shown
You and that song really give me a thrill with a hint of rage
My mind’s blown…I’ve finally grown
Old enough to find out that I’m not the only one
I’m not the only one
The only one
The only one who goes through tough times and wish to be gone
Wish to be gone
Wish to be gone
I wish to be gone, but I’ll settle with a better choice
I’m still homeward bound…
Can’t you see?
Let me rephrase that:
Will you ever see?
Will you ever see?
Will you ever see this agony?
It’s so crystal clear during these times of misery
These times of misery
These times of misery has taken a toll on me
Don’t sting me with your jealousy
I’d rather hear you delightfully sing in harmony
With me…I wish it were meant to be
Open up your heart
Open up your heart
Let go of bittersweet hate
Stop procrastinating, mate!
Stop lamenting about the mistakes you’ve made
From where the sun now stands,
I’ve been succumbing to tragedy
How I wish upon Tomorrow with a bouquet of stars
To see you smile that promising smile
Not as cold as ice in Antarctica
Not as cold as ice
Not as cold as ice
Treasuring warmhearted advice
Put your heart at ease
Put your heart at ease
Make sorrow your slave and please
Please, please desert it for a while
Open up your heart
Open up your heart
Torn apart
Torn apart
By your ability of singing so effortlessly
And I feel like I try too hard...sadly
You're so stingy and grumpy sometimes,
But that's okay! I can be that way too!
You’re unlovable at times…
Maybe you're getting over a flu...
You are hitting me
Hitting me hard like a dart
Chained to these cold, cold chambers of indignation
You’re not here to save me...only to tear away at my heart
You’re here to haunt me, not to relieve me…
Relieve me…
Relieve me…
Don't haunt me
Despise me
Taunt me...
Don't mock me...
Humiliate me...
Shame on me..
Shame on me..
For loving you so thoughtlessly
But, I'll be more careful next time
Maybe next time, you won't be as sour as lime
This urge takes over me (this strife cuts me with a sharp knife)
This urge to delete you from my life,
So you can feel my pain,
Dripping continually like acid rain
Takes over me
Takes over me
With indignation in my heart,
The wise man I asked:
“Why does God allow evil to take
over the world?”
With compassion, the wise, looked at me and with an
Imperceptible smile, replied:
“Could it be possible, my dear friend, for
a general ever to win a single battle, if his
soldiers chose never to obey his commands?" *
© Demetrios Trifiatis
05 September 2015
*Inspired by the comment a friend made when
insinuated, that God doesn’t do much to combat evil.
Your voice, your fickle mind...
It makes me scream.
I scream from inside out,
With no noise escaping my mouth.
Indignation closes my eyes,
Tired.
I am so tired of screaming,
Pretending to tolerate this.
My heart is heavy with the rubbish.
You've gathered it,
And I've hauled it along -
Weighing down our drawn out affair.
Be careful daughter of Satan.....
That you do not declare war
on the one true God.
For He will cast you out
as was your father.
The mountains echoing his pleas
into the farthest regions of the cosmos.
The one true God,
the God of love, does no wrong.
His word is law and everlasting.
Recorded ages before, in prophesy,
yet born in truth by his son, Jesus.
Oh, pious whore of self righteous indignation,
pitting your existence
against that of God.
Searching for pseudo truth
and finding that for which you long
in the faith and fascination of your father.
How far from the true God must you stumble
ere you find forgiveness.
For he loves even you in your passionate
quest for self destruction.
The raven sits quietly waiting in the hallways of death.
He knows that once your soul enters
if you have not the mark of Christ
you will be his troth forever,
hidden away in the remote chasms of hell
in the bosom of your father.
Sing your song of salvation today.
You will be clad in a new self tomorrow.
© Sep 01 2010 Charles Henderson
I don't read your literature
I don't like standing in your lines
I abhorre your hypocrisy bukkake'd in a den of flies
You want originality?! I'll show you where that is
It's deep inside where you can't hide you just deny that it exists
I can't explain it it's just a thing you have not giving you a hint
I really don't care it's hilarious to me that you think my words are s h I t
Maybe it's the alcohol or drugs I took you think that made me rot
I know what it really is and it took some time but I have to keep my secret
The honest truth from me to you is I appreciate the candor.
Even though it was a hurtful statement you did it just to bait me
It worked at first and I did bite a bitter taste of cold rejection.
And now I feast on shallow thoughts of displacement and erasing....
Righteous indignation
I am emotional
I am anger
Over the mistreatment
Insults
Malice treatment of others
What a sense of injustice to the babies, little children
Righteous indignation
I am emotional
I am anger
Over the mistreatment
Insults
Malice treatment of others
What a sense of injustice to native Americans
Where are all the Indians now
And I, I
I am emotional
Righteous indignation
I am emotional
I am anger
Over the mistreatment
Insults
Malice treatment of others
What a sense of injustice to African Americans
Those Blacks, the *******, Colored
Whatever the name they go by now
Righteous indignation
I am emotional
I am anger
Over the mistreatment
Insults
Malice treatment of others
What a sense of injustice to those churches
That mistreats their members
Tell them that their not saved unless they like as per their denominational creed
What about you
What about me
Righteous indignation
I am emotional
I am anger
Over the mistreatment
Insults
Malice treatment of others
What a sense of injustice
Help me Lord, to just pray more
Help me God, to reside in your love
Help me to forgive so
--So that I may live eternally with you
Arise in me keep me true
I will fully intend to forgive them
Whose spitefully misuse me
I am emotional
Righteous indignation
I am emotional
I am anger
Over the mistreatment
Insults
Malice treatment of others
What a sense of injustice to our sisters and brothers
Selah
10/25/18
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
God’s Righteous Indignation
How you believe in
Paper
How you believe in
Words
How you believe in
Damnation
And heavens
Vengeance
Of burning
Wrath
How you believe in
Satan
Fallen angel
Rules the
Earth
Righteous
How
You
Don’t
Believe in
Love
Funny
How
You
Don’t
Believe
In
God
I have this feeling
Unexplainable; something
Only soul relate.