Best Opposes Poems
Sweet Talkers of the Devil
Reptiles in human suits are the true sweet talkers of the devil,
and are well known among the various societies in our world
as slick, sleek actors who fancy the breaking of common law
virtues by their actions in supporting ungodly acts of a real
form of reprehensible separatism that opposes all that is right
and true under God’s eyes in civilized human society.
These malefic actors are the perfect humanoid reptiles for
spreading their surreptitious message of greater autonomy
in the world as they seek to divide and conquer all people
in human societies with their notion and true intention of
setting back the real, hard-earned historical progress that
mankind has achieved over the centuries that have been
marked by war, strife, prejudice, tyranny, nonsense, and
utter debauchery.
What’s at stake you might ask? Think of the implications
of the negative actions proffered and foisted upon all
innocent people worldwide. Think about all the progress
mankind has achieved over the centuries while having to
confront and to defeat the uncanny forces of deception,
darkness, and true evil.
Beware of the Sweet Talkers of the Devil!
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
November 1, 2021 (Narrative)
Perplexity …
To be or to become, death is the question.
Not knowing the end, show me the direction.
What is a chain if it is broken?
Today, my words are all unspoken.
What is my destiny? Living with pain!
Living in the desert, hoping for rain!
How do I wish for a gentle breeze?
Take me to a garden before I freeze.
What do they say, dying roses?
To love birds and I, when winter opposes.
Travel further, further than never,
live with the laughter pain hardly ever.
Descend to a land; I call it Demand;
hope for the secrets; we understand.
Surrender yourself in a bundle of Love,
What measures love come from above?
Having the Knowledge of knowing why;
There is no dying or saying goodbye.
Striving for Independence, worries will be gone;
The darkness will be changing when it is dawn.
Becoming the Oneness of all in one,
Do all the things that have never been done.
Wondering what if there is some more?
Maybe we are lost, now and before.
Maybe I am lost, lost in a sea;
Maybe there is Death, and then I’ll be free.
Haloo
June 2015
The unforgivable mistake we made,
the wrong moment for a serenade...
may rapture us to an imagined life
too beautiful to be lived in disguise!
Perhaps tomorrow could be that time
when everything is granted easily;
no need to wish and wait anxiously,
so run on meadows kissed by sunshine!
Your time and mine is surely controlled by fate;
whoever opposes it may go through immense grief,
and to avoid it, we must immediately halt our haste
in impulsive thoughts that interfere with belief!
What could change that something in our sad living
and thinking is put on a brave face in everything;
renewing our strength after tragedy and strife,
seeing only the possibility of an imagined life!
Written on 7/15/2016
Even if you feel tired, even if the triumph leaves you, even if the pain hurts you, even if he does not love you Even if a betrayal hurts you, even if a relationship goes out, Even though the pain burns your eyes, even if they ignore your efforts,
Although hope dies, even if you never get to love me even if you are unattainable for me I love you even if you are only that memory that pity my being even if the world opposes I will continue to love you how to explain to my heart that you will not return even though this love is one cursing me because I am in hell and burning myself for this love that was buried in my soul bones but in spite of everything I would fall in love with you again ...
Donald Trump opposes abortion
The President favors extortion
"We must keep them dumb
And under out thumb
To grope the greatest proportion"
Cletus finds comfort in Southern Comfort
The day is lost if he don't have a snort
He doesn't like Four Roses
Old Turkey he opposes
He prefers Southern Comfort by the quart
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
What if I had the Authority, Power
As destined by God over my fellowmen?
Would I be like Abraham, Joseph, Moses
And other Leaders of Olden Times?
Chosen by God for full Authority,
Blessed into the position I hold!
With angels "flying" before my way,
As they led God's people through the desert.
What if I should abuse such Authority,
Would God be displeased as He once was
with Kings and Leaders; that passed through
The the Historic Times of humankind?
What if, with ALL that is in me
I do my best as a man, to aid
And direct my fellowmen as God wills, and
Help to care for his Earth like He asked us to?
Exodus 3:2; Exodus 23:20 Psalms 34:7; Psalms 91:11-12; Romans 13:1-2. ("...for there is no authority except by God...Therefore he who opposes the Authority has taken a stand against the arrangement of God..." (NWT
I’m a sister who loves the Lord.
I’m a sister who’s a team player
Who desires to serve the kingdom,
Of God. I’m a sister who desires,
To be more like Jesus.
I’m a sister who knows the power,
Of prayer. I’m a sister who understands
That knowing and applying the Word,
Of God gives His children a protective
Layer. I’m a sister who detests Satan.
I’m a sister who knows that as a child
Of the king. I have authority over him.
No matter how hard the fight seems God
Will intervene and win. I’m a sister who
Loves the Lord. I’m a sister with a sword.
Sanctified lady,
Intensified lady,
Sweet lady a dear,
Treasure of the Father who has,
Energy who to really,
Run on faithfully,
With His help and other kingdom,
Inhabitants in order to increase,
The kingdom of God for,
His glory only for no absolute outside show to this world.
An astute lady, a
Sister
Who loves the Lord and
Opposes all of the
Roles that the
Devil plays.
1-16-11
What can one do when they just don’t belong?
What unique tune might a singer prolong
when an opposing choir insists on their song?
Who follows one voice that opposes the throng?
Can it ever be right, what the rest all call wrong?
How loud is a bell when compared to a gong?
Why isn’t the right path always that of ease?
Why can’t one raindrop e’er freshen the seas,
and who favors an acorn surrounded by trees?
What hope has a leaf in an autumnal breeze?
If you want to get honey, you’ll battle the bees.
Yet a singular virus can spark a disease…
In all circumstances, I’ll do the right thing!
If the cause is noble I’ll take the bee sting.
If you watch in the wind storm, a few leaves will cling.
The acorn’s an oak by the coming of spring.
So in spite of the choir, I’ll continue to sing.
Til all hear my song, every peasant and king.
05/09/15
God He loves you oh so much
He wants to forgive your sin
He wants to turn your life around
So just invite Him in.
He does not want to hurt you
But restore and to heal
And what He longs to give to you
Is eternally so real.
Does your life seem like a battle
A tormentor living within
No matter how hard you seem to try
This predator seems to win.
This predator sinful nature
Lives in all mankind
Its very strong and opposes God
It wants to rule your mind.
This sin that grips your life so tight
It's impossible for you to fight alone
The victory for us has already been won
Don't fight it on your own.
Ask Jesus in your life today
And completely be set free
No more in bondage by that sin
For all eternity.
In early morn, no dewdrops adorn
Lacy fern-leaf fennel
We're in a drought, and raindrops I mourn
As miraculously is born
A Fuchsia zinnia one sweet morn
Through a crack, so gentle
How can it survive and seem to thrive?
With limited water
No dew adorns, sun arrives
Temperatures way past ninety-five
It seems Satan has a plan contrived
To make earth dry, hotter
We'd prefer dewdrops 'pon roses
Cool gardens with basil
Those fragrances that tickle noses
Fills the eyes, which none opposes
Butterflies 'pon lily poses
Dewdrops reflect, dazzle!
Contest: Dewdrops Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Angel L. Villanueva
Written: June 21, 2022
I am African, I affirm that i am Original African
untainted, unblenched, unsoiled.
I am African,
with all the dignity of the first human.
unashamed, unbowed, undaunted. I am African.
unique, culturally so.
I am from the people whose origin birthed all others,
the first creatures of Earth.
I am African,
Boldly I declare,
with this strength and sinews affirming,
though they obscure my origin with fabrication,
and contorted the fact with lies,
Yet, my spirit aligning with the truth undeniable, I am African.
Though the glare of calumny opposes,
and unvoiced spite rent my melanin,
I stand unfettered declaring, I am African.
unrestricted traversing the globe,
from this climes to India,
I carry beauty across continents
sowing seeds everywhere.
I bore the heat unblenched.
I retain the goodness of Gold.
This sun does not affright.
it leaves no particles with the scourge.
When you see me touring the Land with strength,
Remember,
I am African.
I bought a yoga DVD
To try out all the poses,
But quickly found that yoga's
Something my old back opposes!
by Cherie Durbin
The government proposes a new danger threatening our lives
in order to sell you their protection racket against it
Fear is the successful product used by ancient empires
if we do not bow down they will punish the so called guilty
making everyone feel helpless in the eyes of those brainwashed
The devil is anti God driving people to hate anyone whom opposes his controlling plan
many will sell their souls promoting vaccines as the miracle cure
those that die will be called a small sacrifice to save the planet
those that cry wolf will be hounded and condemned for having a false opinion and betrayed by their neighbours
Closing churches is the first sign of this communist take over
many bats blinded by their own deluded truth suffer inwardly
they have become the virus pushing their submission on others
A broken generation has lost all love and understanding
judging people by the standards they hold under control
what choice talks of curfews and promoting lock downs
draconian measures will be used against the innocent put in place
The spirit of this sauce is hiding behind the mask
exposed by the lying stories, fake media outlets
even fact checker is bought by the globalists
The deceiver has infiltrated the heart of this world
he has turned and divided people to go against each other
I declare the emotion of everlasting commentary in the leash of designation to profound the elements of power. Power among the sequence of how one opposes the nature of how one-returns from the death of there own and withers in the dark as a dead man walking and to function in the clarification of how the righteous is reborn into a human cavity and to elope in the story of how to continue the legacy if only the brave can reopen the unthinkable as the ending is close to forgiving the past of negotiation...
I oppose the timing of the creative data is in the mind with a chip of the master mark of the beast as it reveals the machine to be alerted in all alarms of the construction of dignity and classifications to underestimate the columns structure to be in the dignity if only the particles last in the most important moment of justification and to clear the mess with the leverage in the sight of visual sequences and to provide a note in the literature.
I am in the condition of following through with indirective possibilities and to concentrate on the days of young. Promise me you won't tell my mother or I'll be grounded for life.