Best Lenient Poems
It's the unfair society:
from lenient judges
to corrupt attorneys
and with some bad cops
who claim that their motto is:
" To serve and protect "
Oh, no don't tell me that I am crazy: I don't trust the Law!
It's an insult to society or to the ones who wrote it!
Oh, don't tell me that murderous thoughts
don't double-cross me to want to toss those offenders
into the slammer where they really belong!
I should be on that bench and give sentences
without showing sympathy or forgiveness!
One guy who had a bag of weed
was released the next day...
because it was his first offense!
It's foolishness...there were
two minors in that car:
wasn't it the fault of a lenient judge?
Hookers, so-called Ladies of the Night
are more protected than the ordinary citizens,
some wacko sees them as worthless beings
and kills them dumping them in marshes...
I am saddened by such murders,
but they don't lead a clean life!
Oh, don't tell that God doesn't have murderous thoughts like me!
But when some of one of them tap on your window, as you wait
for the red light to turn green, solicits sex for money...wouldn't
anybody have a murderous thought and give them a nasty look?
Oh, don't tell me that sex doesn't sell everywhere!
It's so disgusting to see ads with semi-nude models
advertizing for the big companies: it's the buck, not the morality!
And worse than that some guys watch **** as they drive!
O society so filthy and shameless, you have become so immoral,
putting away the Commandments that Moses God carved with fire!
It's wrong to hate a brother or sister,
and seek revenge with either curses or bad deeds...
slandering is not humane and compassionate;
if he or she did something wrong...show love,
don't have murderous thoughts! The hatred
makes the gun go off quickly and the knife cut very deep!
So goes for your neighbors, love them
as you would love your own and by spreading kindness:
darkness will be replaced by light,
and hate, ignorance and avarice by love!
Written by Andrew Crisci
for Susan Burch's contest,
" Getting Away With Murder/Murderous Thoughts "
Be Lineate Sir
Jack and Jill went up a hill. Time to take another pill.
Bobby needs a sympathizer Why no try a tranquilizer?
God is good, and God is great. Take your opioid at eight.
Aunties lived a life of sin. Ease her mind with aspirin.
Pa’s been to long at the Jug Dose him good with a wonder drug.
It is a shame what some folks do; But Fentanyl won’t bother you.
God in heaven answers prayer; My diet pills are green and square.
We are to earth, God’s Testament. I rub my joints with liniment.
Take action immediately
Whatever happens, don't yield hope
You never cognize when an epiphany strikes
They are knocking at the gates of your garden
Consider taking them by the horns.
Don't do anything unnecessary
Instead, sieve the lenient path
Between accomplishments and failures
Suggest a linear path.
possessing a
lenient attitude
expressing a
patient disposition
that allows freedom
of choice is the
manner in which
one should treat
others in order
to create a peaceful
coexistence
Could Be Convenient To Be Lenient
Could Be Convenient To Be Lenient,
Wherever we went with their consent;
We had enough money to be spent,
That put into our budget a big dent.
Hemorrhoid Horn Haiku
Always avoid
A paranoid who has
A hemorrhoid.
In vein will remain,
That always drives me insane,
And there will remain.
In Carolina,
Sure seems to be uncanny;
Beach always sandy.
What we would not like,
When band really went on strike;
Told to take a hike.
Successful and straight;
To be this way we can't wait;
Want them for our fate.
Have to huff and puff,
Then realize there is rough,
And very tough stuff.
Could be copious;
About it does seem serious;
We were curious.
Jim Horn
This is my teenth poem again.
Expedient and Lenient
An exceptional performance is expedient
While those who will relent are lenient
But if by miserable trouble are put on trial,
How can it be endured and end up with a smile?
As for me, at times, may be a complete mess;
Always glad and thankful when God will bless
Me with many more poems that I need
And some brushing up which is well agreed.
In an hour, finished poems while I would write,
And to read and select, you I want to invite;
Better each poem will progress and be
When I allow God to become part of my reality.