Best Unpardonable Poems
It was unpardonable to burp after communion,
Even though I felt so full up that I felt quite sick,
Because my parents wanted to know in ambition,
If I placed it above my very own body, my wick.
I just smiled broadly to the minister after the burp,
Hoping he would resettle the congregation quickly,
But expecting a conversation on disability, no usurp,
A private one, between me and him, quite abruptly.
He said, “No, No, No Rhoda, we can’t do that. Ok.”
So I swallowed, and a tear appeared in my eye,
And in the next few weeks my behaviour was away,
So he looked at me in the eye, and bid me why.
So we talked about how the mission felt about disability,
And about how they felt about my disability particularly,
And he looked at me straight in the eye again, in actuality,
And said, “Disability to us is your disability, ok,” really.
From then on everything was ok, and I tried to relate,
About care, helping me walk, Pizza Hut and singing,
To the youth leaders, to the YF, and to my nice mate,
Even though I was a Christian atheist neatly springing.
I explained that my parents were forcing me to eat,
Trying to make me ill at church and calling it disability,
So Brian the minister had them in to his office, a feat,
And reprimanded them for retarding my capability.
Faith in god becomes real when applied to the body,
When applied to the physical it becomes a proposition,
So every minister must discern for a severe, anybody,
Whether they want a relationship with divination.
I met you there again in the quiet calm
you appeared remorseful I must admit
after the infamous terrors you inflicted
the unpardonable manifested within
mine eyes my mental spiritual sphere
tampered with while the warm glow
of the holy spirit rose above my heart
I met you there again cold calamity
of destruction depicted so well behind
the scenes i witnessed you wither
crawling backwards arched back restless
panting capturing thought reliving painful
substances confusion and doubt the faithful
eagerly shattered by your cunny angst
I'd forgotten your wrath I'd bestowed
your energy finally shedding self craving
the glory of truth and justice devouring
fruits of the holy spirit fondly restoring
the mystery the life of man and spirit
within me as I awakened I am pardoned
Written. By Mrs Yolanda Joy Nicholsen
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By this trick have I won, year after year,
A hundred marks since I was pardoner.
Chaucer, Canterbury Tales
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Climbing down from high moral ground,
From cool claim all his term around,
Biden pardons his son
From all the evil done,
Yet, scarce is he alone
To lick licentious bone,
Which way’s world’s conscience keeper bound?
Is pardon altruistic grace?
It veils an arbitrary face.
More than human glory,
It bears poor history,
And disburses more dirt
Than mends a moral hurt,
Nor is a case of forgiveness.
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Happenings |04.12.2024|satire, clemency/compassion
Poet’s note: The intent of the founding fathers of the country was not to pardon family members or close supporters, or even self, as Trump might do in future. Bill Clinton pardoned his half-brother on the day he left office. Jimmy Carter granted amnesty to draft-dodgers on the first day in office. Gerald Ford pardoned his former boss Richard Nixon for official misconduct. Trump in his first term pardoned his son-in-law’s father, shortly after losing his bid for re-election. But the list is long. Says a commentator, this pardon is not for his son alone. The Big Guy is protecting himself from Kash Patel, newly selected FBI Chief under Trump.
A long time ago the devil rebelled,
caused some of God's angels to go into Hell.
He thought that he could be like God.
His pride dug the pit that removed him from God.
Now he goes around seeking whom he will
to devour their souls, and their love for God to kill.
There's not a day when he doesn't try
to defeat God's purpose for you and I.
God knew that we could never be,
saved from our sins 'til He set us free.
So, He sent Christ, His Son, to be crucified.
Many years ago on the cross He died.
Some people never believed in Him.
Some never thought He could forgive sin.
They didn't believe He could rise from the dead,
but He was our blessed Savior as the scriptures said.
He rose from His tomb on the third day,
and when He did, took our sins away.
He purchased us with His precious blood,
just as He saved Noah from the flood.
Because Jesus lives, we can talk to Him;
because Jesus lives, we can walk with Him;
because Jesus lives, we have a friend
who accepts and loves us even when we sin.
The devil has a powerful plan,
but his spirit is eternally damned.
One day he'll not see the light of God's day,
for even he for his sins will pay.
I feel sorry for the devil in a way.
He had God's love, but he threw it away.
If he'd done God's will he wouldn't be,
separated from God for eternity.
God will forgive us for anything,
but the devil, with perfect knowledge, sinned.
He grieved the Holy Spirit,
turned his back on Him;
and that's why God won't forgive his sin.
He left God's Kingdom and chose his own way,
and that is the reason God won't forgive him today.
God leaves His door open wide for us.
We are not angels. We are but dust.
We have not the angel's grasp of Him,
but we can learn to recognize and repent from our sin.
The burning pit will be satan's end.
for Eternity he will suffer for his sin.
He rejected God's peace, God's love, God's way,
and he will be rejected on Judgment Day.
Janet Marie Bingham
It's dangerous
Thing to delve God's
Sacred places.
We get sadistic,
As per the passage of time;
We must pay for it.