Best Wickedest Poems

my friend,
          beacon, bright ...
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We stood atop God's hill
among God's hills
and saw no mountains
where mountains are not seen,
but gazed hatefully, fearfully, longingly
into Satan's valley.
Ours was the grandest little hill,
and...

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In the city of the dead, underneath the whispering sands,
Lies a curse written in blood's script.
Beware defilers, for death's vengeance, guards
This sacred tomb.
Beneath wrappings decayed...

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Decisions 		-	Divisions
Ingenious inventions
No will may stop the wickedest intentions
Particle accelerate
Universally formulate
We are division
Infinite density
In the vacuum
SPACE containing reality
Holographic projection
A myopic third dimensional vision...

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Will he rise up will he fall
He will ball, stand tall through it all
He will hustle until the man calls
All day everyday 'cause the game...

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Like an eagle out of Egypt...flying faster than the wind
Leaving many shackles, chains and cages
Leaving sorrow and sickness and a multitude of sins
How, where or...

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Mother taught me to not kill,
Her holy book forbids it.
Written somewhere in its many pages is
"Killing is the wickedest biblical sin."
My mind holds me prisoner,
A...

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Dear God I been struggling all my life
for the sins I committed I paid the price
learned to live with regrets and sacrifice 
da da da...

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He loved in the most wickedest of ways
That’s the only way he knew how to love
Intentionally hurting and abusing when he could
Causing harm, I think...

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An unfruitful fruit                      ...

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Surrounded by storms...they fill the sour skies
Surrounded by cyclones...they all scream chaos cries
Surrounded by sickness that brings death to the damned
Believers stay strong
We're all making...

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Darkest heart a ruddy black 
Dried blood and static
Blackest of black eyes roll in empty space
The darkest night in deepest oblivion 
Of volcanic hell frozen...

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Pagans Protest the Intolerance of Christianity
by Michael R. Burch

“We have a common sky.” — Quintus Aurelius Symmachus

We had a common sky
before the Christians came.

We thought...

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Mum

Beauty like a sunset
Innocence like a baby
Peace like a dove’s
I remember in mum

A smile that could melt
Even the wickedest of hearts
I saw in mum

Warmth like...

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Minute by minute is my fleshy integument perspired, 
Lathered and lathed and laved in my own shiny sweat;
And my heart it beats rigorously and unremittingly...

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