Best Violators Poems
The wind did stir the thought in kind wanting - for if she knew my soul, just a spark
of it, I would be a rich man...
So long this ribbon of love that flows over the rocks of age and distant torment...
The gate keepers sit alone watching, waiting for the violators who dare not call
mundane theirs...
It is those shackles which bind misguided dreams that which make fertile ground for
the barkers at the door, for what else does one need to grey the vision and dull
delight?
You carry the scent of the well-traveled said the withered old man - I too know your
pain, that which comes from never knowing home - those of us who seek blindly
that which the world cannot give - home is not a place but a thought in time and
nothing more than a stop to rest your ambition...
Cry only for only those who cannot hear you, for it is selfish to do otherwise and
seek home in the gentle embraces of those that know you...
Be kind to those who would bite you, for in doing so it will bring light to a dark path...
AND
Always rejoice in life - it pisses them off and helps them to see the tragic flaw of
their diluted beliefs...
So you take the facts and twist and lie
Claim to care, but laugh not cry
Stomp on your neighbor, falsely accuse
Of so many things, as you outright abuse
Burn our flag, kill our babies after born
I am beginning to see the devil’s horn
Deny a crisis that exists with the facts
Refuse to listen to experts, while full of attacks
Fighting against every single one of our values
There is only darkness, no colorful hues
You stand by corruption, as if it is ok
You obstruct justice, allow law violators to stay
You control free speech on social media too
Everything is about transformation to you
I really wonder why you choose to stay,
In a country you hate in every way?
You want to remove God and let me tell you,
He knows who mock him, he will remember you!
Heidi Sands
3/14/19
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Damn, this guy sounds really angry
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The following flyer has been posted all over my neighborhood.
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Poisoning stray cats is Against The Law.
All violators will be prosecuted by me
To The Fullest Extent Of The Law!
I know who you are and I have the proof.
Photos, video, autopsies too,
I have enough evidence to arrest and book you.
Cease And Desist This Now and I'll be through with you,
because I'm a very calm and reserved individual generally.
I live my life at a very slow and stress free pace,
but abuse any animal and I break into a crazy
that will make your worst nightmare feel like your happy place.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
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PS:
Just to give you an idea of who you're messing with,
I have no qualms at all getting the press involved with this.
This Is Your Final Warning, CEASE AND DESIST!
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Damn, I wonder who is posting all these flyers in my neighborhood.
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I don't want your world
I was made for paradise
unteach me your ethics
your morality's not nice
Take your guns and bullets
those who shoot each other down
your agenda is self serving
and hatred is your crown
The nations cannot repair themselves
of that I now am sure
their natures are destructive
what more must all endure
Been betrayed by power
oppression's and outright lies
the people drink the P.R.
statesmen's words are their disguise
Force and fraud the daily fare
they are shearing all the sheep
They're harvesting your pocket book
it's news keeps you asleep
They're reaping earth's treasury
while you struggle they do thrive
They keep the military active
the wars they keep alive
Their empire's an illusion
They are largely corporate owned
seems most are bought and paid for
on bankers money they've been loaned
Who really is their owner
if to men they are enslaved
their souls are lost to evil
with wickedness their roads are paved
My descension's very public
with the nations I disagree
if I'm to be eliminated
it won't be so publicly
I have no faith in Nations
in police or men of war
in religions or corporations
or a race that's valued more
I don't believe in stealing
putting down your fellow man
but building those around you
of sharing what you can
Life is fairly simple
if you know "the golden rule"
violators of it's beauty
are known as only cruel ...
COPYRIGHT © 2016
C Michael Miller
PoetryofProvidence?
The UN should now
Ban war and wage war against
The violators
"Ark"
books have eyes here
they sense things
through the turning of leaves
strange chapters
they listen to small sounds
loud lives lived quietly
they are grounded cells
measured by rings
in untouchable ancient territories
somewhere else,
Amazonia
sheds tears
she cries
for her children,
and herself, to be saved
the violator
rapes her body
he beats her until she is dry
he doesn’t hear her
he takes and takes, from her,
what he thinks, is his
her pain, his pleasure
he undresses her
the way he likes
her children
he mutilates
and discards
the bounty, his treasure
the air to breathe, sullied,
becomes much thinner
when the soul collectors came
they only saved
the purest energy
the books have eyes here
they watch, they listen
they see things unseen
through other dimensions
measureless to man
they record his story
eventually, the ancient ones ascend,
with mother Gaia, her daughter Amazonia,
and all creatures, their children
through strange waves
they take new leaves
freedom to breathe
they are the higher vibrations
rapturously transported
to the better worlds
the story recorded
in each book with eyes,
chapters from all the leaves
stripped bare,
remain with the violators
who now stand discarded
unwanted,
left behind in despair
crying their tears
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
“Ocelot”/Emancipator
https://youtu.be/Yn_g40iRi90
"The trees will tell their secrets to those that tune in.”
Steven Magee
"They claim this mother of ours, the Earth,
for their own use, and fence their neighbors
away from her, and deface her
with their buildings and their refuse."
Sitting Bull
"We have enslaved
the rest of the animal creation,
and have treated our distant cousins
in fur and feathers so badly
that beyond doubt,
if they were able to formulate a religion,
they would depict the Devil in human form."
William Inge
Goodness Gracious!
My classmates are all hot messes,
They all managed to get cookie crumbs
all over their dresses,
They have warped into little monsters!
Attacking snacks as if they were Edward
Scissorhands,
I can't bear to look,
Their antics are repulsive man,
Please stop the presses and the publicity!
Someone needs to show these kids how to
eat,
How can anyone go from enjoying a meal,
to being the most notorious violators
of fine cuisine...?
There is no peeling, patting or baking
involved, so why is it so hard to partake
politely, without being ghastly and unsightly?
Goodness Gracious!
It is such a turn off when youngsters act like
complete slobs,
I wonder how they would fare eating pasghetti
in globs? Or cotton candy melting by the millisecond?
They would probably need a Nursemaid......
I reckon.
ODE FROM AN OG
by BambiLynn
Quit using violence to talk, no one respects out of fear
All money ain't good money, when you risk what's dear
It's a game, don't sell your soul
Stay true to you, fake takes a toll
Self esteem can't be found in a bar or a car
Caretake what's inside, who you really are
Family first and your ROOF too
What holds us back or shoots us down shouldn't be me and you
Just a little OG needs to come back to all game
This killing and hating is nonsense insane
Don't kill haters and violators, shame and starve them out
Just that one OG way can bring turnabout
Protect and respect home, family, yourself without doubt
Play is money game, hustle to better life is what it's about
And he shall judge among the nations, and shall rebuke many people:
and they shall beat their swords into plowshares,
and their spears into pruninghooks:
nation shall not lift up sword against nation,
neither shall they learn war any more.
Isa 2:4
Trigger foolhardy Second Amendment rebels,
didn’t the pyramid spoilers free speech tell you:
Ain’t no guns permitted in the kingdom of heaven
No bang bang sound of violence will be heard
in the unwalled saintly places
There ain’t gon be no blood splatter seen
on the halo glow angelic faces
It seems the trigger pull allure
is dragging leadbelly, heavy metalheads
to the wavy, bottomless deep
Such a hot, smoking barrel shame —
Bullet refuge don’t Resurrection keep
It’s semi-automatic unwise to trust in trigger safety
Hell bells are ricochet ringing in
the Year of the Zombie Revolver Chambermaids
Unlearnt violators got bait-and-switch gender played
And the idol intoxicating sidearm delusion
is double-pump action misfire wrong
Let the Kevlar armor weak say: “I am strong”
Ain’t no bang bang sound of violence
is ever again gonna be heard
I’m just a meek, born-again eternal optimist ...
who faithfully believe in God’s Word
So go on and secretly stockpile,
if they coin folly care Second Amendment dare
Them gun-toting, war paint rebels
ain’t gon wailing like that melting sight
of brimstone flashes in the cold, darkening air
In the valley of decision,
trigger-happy steel-minded zealots
ain’t gonna give up their ungodly right to bear arms ...
Tho’ a few bleating souls
do chariots of fire spoiler alert tell it
The weak of faith will always trigger say,
Salvation gotta be gun-blazing their way
Even if granted mercy access to the most holy firmament,
they will still trigger choose to remain devil rebel hellbent
come to complete stop
a sliding stop doesn’t count
police out in force
violators get busted
justice in form of ticket
School Uniforms in the Fifties
By Elton Camp
Some people have an idea they think is new
To tell students what to wear is what they do
“Wear a uniforms that is up to our dress code,
Or else you will be required to hit the road.”
As far back in time as several decades ago
School uniforms existed but were de facto
Fail to comply meant you had to be a geek
Socially that put you very far up the creek
Blue jeans all boys were expected to wear
And a flattop was the only way to cut hair
Thick athletic socks always had to be white
Oh, we were, back then, just quite a sight
Not one girl would wear pants to school
That would have violated the tacit rule
Full skirts were what they all did wear
To attend wearing shorts, none would dare
It was enforced by the strongest thing around
Violators would receive a sneer and a frown
Peer pressure kept the dress code in place
Back then, nobody was willing to lose face
And if a boy had placed a ring into his ear,
Instant retaliation of the guys he must fear
“What’s that you have got there, my dear?
It’s obvious to all of us. You are a *****.”
Such talk was the universally accepted way
Bullying didn’t just start in our present day
So whether it was your voice or grooming
The group norm you had better be assuming.
Thou Shalt Not Talk
By Elton Camp
Religion, for purity, is a powerful force
On its adherents, rules it should enforce
Tiny Patna village in India has shown the way
Cell phone use by women is banned, they say
For any violators, a fine they will levy
If a single woman, it’s five time as heavy
This is what the village elders decreed
The very thing weak-willed females need
The reason village elders were choking
Some of their females were eloping
The action wasn’t take with undue haste
They saw the social atmosphere debased
An enlightened idea like this is just great
One that other countries should emulate
Democrats and Republicans should agree
So this law, in the USA, also comes to be
If I ruled the world,
Perish the thought,
All would have choices, whether to or not.
No one's station would have sway over any ,
Respect would be given, not demanded, uncanny!
Healthy families would be encouraged and enabled too,
As they helped the broken ones to find their way through.
All would have value, but none would just take. For work is more than how much you make.
Each community and town would care for its own disabled and outcast and those all alone.
Violators of others would be sent away to an island of their peers where all would there stay.
These just a few ideas of how my kingdom would start,
I'm hoping this world of mine would help transform some hearts.
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
The apparent insanity of inmates
and prisoners
and addicts, conspiracy theorists and paranoids,
does not prove,
nor necessarily even suggest,
the keepers are not also self-entitled nuts
with unhealthy powers,
narcissistic self-serving authorities,
delegated detached responsibilities
primally loyal to ratchet race competitions.
Passion Story
When you are crucified, naked, poor
and occupied by RomanRed yangish powerful voices
and Loser commodity values,
unhealthy fought and sold colonizing authorities,
irresponsible fury-power occupiers,
violators of healthy green peace objectives
applicable to any sanctuary
with humane organic embodied rituals and behaviors
yet still WinLose divine punishing evolution-machine minded,
then we have all become historic asylum invited
to purge messianic homeless egos
perpetually hanging on HolonicSpirit's centering Earth-cross,
rather than remain comparatively imprisoned by traumas
to the disassociating left or right cross of hopelessness.
Health History Story
A. Earth was born, still, flat, without form and ZeroCentric void.
B. S/he remains newborn and young,
springing organic life
WinWin preferential solidarity with all EarthTribe,
inmate prey and predative keepers.
C. S/he still grows mature healthy Heavenly summer sun
over nurturing MotherEarth,
sacred/secular health/wealth care conjoined.
D. S/he co-emerges Northern revolutionary Yang/Yin bicameral,
bilateral healthstream co-arising poly-paths,
-phonics,
-cultures,
-nomial maps,
-meme messages,
-asylums for growing non-sectarian communal nutrition.
One Flew Into the Communion NestEgg
See "Health History Story" above
The apparent stillborn insanity of original patriarchal residents
need not predict
Yang/Yin co-redeeming caregivers
are not also ego- v eco-logical sanctuary sociopaths
sabotaging our own potential opportunities
for polypathic sacred communion passions.
Ego laying
and nesting
and active resting
and birthing
and raising
and lowering
back into EcoAsylum's non-sectarian EarthPeace nest.
I said it ones, I said it twice
Lay off my son that is not your kind.
Your nonsense is obvious. It's becoming world wide.
If his father didn't choose you.
Doesn't make you to be around mine.
You try to create bunch of nonsense
By using the other kind.
keep in mine my son veins is my blood. For he is mine.
I know when I came to America is to live my own american
Dream.
But it's seems to me your came to america to be a home wrecker and pedophilling peoples kids.
You turned my son against me. When we use to be a happy family.
Your need to be hang by the throat like they use to do to your from ancient history.
Take my father and mother with you too. It seems like y'all a pedophile from ancient history.
Your like invaders, violators, child molester, rapist, pedophiles, freeloaders. That just won't quit.
Keep in mind I know the game your playing. I will destroy all your kind if you don't lay off mines.