Best Sweating Blood Poems

The 'Beloved Community'
by
Rick Folker

One beloved community
in God's world
Where each soul honors
the Image of God in the other
Where neither Jew nor Greek
Woman nor Man
Delivers the 'manifest...

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Inverse Goddess of life,
You destroy what you refuse to love,
Love not, what your loins thirst for,
The smallest act of pleasure for you,
When you pee, when...

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While there is no story at all
unless it has at least two sides,
when it comes to ego's narrative lines
and epic paragraphs,
we have great difficulty in...

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Within the glass backed walls of the  squash courts, ....

Eager junior players are busy getting into their strides..
In small groups of 4 to 6,...

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Fear is not real

except inside your head

that doesn't matter

when you're dead

 

Danger, however

that may sound

is to be revered

if you want to stick around 

 

So...

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When He was in the garden
sweating blood was I one drip on 
His brow or was I the cause?

the cause of all misery
when he was...

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The Silence of Sound


Prostitute walks lonely streets alone, in the early hours
  just to feel hope, in a yellow sunrise in... silence

Couple fighting through...

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Running,panting,sweating blood,
my chests a river and a bleeding flood.
Cursing,ripping, this beating heart,
how it hates to be torn apart.
The racing drum within my chest,
calls to halt...

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poor pity solider
Eager to loose his horrific sight
Though his hope is sweating blood to seek the light
Light that helps him fight, light that kept him...

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Coven

Dancing in the dead of night,
Howling at the moon,
Calling to Beelzebub,
Hoping he'll be there soon.

Waiting for the ignoble Beast
To come with his hounds of Hell;
Preparing...

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I am tired of this world,
this place,
people,
the way they laugh at love
their eyes are sweating blood
their hands are like some knife,
ready to cut down,
the warmth...

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exploitation continues
the thieves are ever at it
the heroes have departed
leaving behind the weaklings to be exploited
Here’s a worker sweating blood
while the eating homo-chewing dance frenzy
the...

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Everybody has a story to tell 
Publishers put the pages together to sell 
Leather bounded and sewn 
Message marketed over the phone 
It takes days...

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Walking up a steeply-ancient cobblestreet, old witchwomen observe
The young man passing, sweating blood.
He has his cross to bear,
His words to justify, 
Betraded for silver
His friends...

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