Best Wrongdoers Poems
Imagine all the people
who trade in human life,
imagine all the reasons
given to this particular vice.
I visualize the rivers
that run with coagulated blood,
I visualize the tyrant
that stir the waters good!
Imagine all the evil
where nightmares are conceived,
imagine all the weepers
locked in harmony.
I visualize a great peace
when man is down and out,
I visualize a yearning
to stir up warring lout!
Imagine all the carrion
fleeing this earthly scroll,
imagine all the zombies
them humans without soul.
I visualize the populous
with only one track mind,
I visualize the despotic master
not too far behind!
Imagine all the wrongdoers
that wait for the morrow,
imagine all the innocent
with aggravated sorrow.
I visualize his disciples
locked in earthly battle,
I visualize all intellect
smitten with ancient prattle!
Imagine all the dreamers
that dream in psycho colours,
imagine all the dead ones
John Lennon and others.
I visualize the sky
that reflect the sombre waters,
I visualize the time
they’ll be no virgin daughters!
Imagine all the children
born with colour blindness,
imagine all the peace
driven by human kindness.
I visualize a new order
maybe for the best?
I visualize the establishment
being put to the test!
Imagine all the people
with lives of eternal bliss,
imagine all the barriers
created when living with this.
I visualize heaven here
in this heathen place,
I visualize the angel
in pure virgin white lace!
Imagine all the new born
scanner pattern at birth,
imagine all of today’s crime
eliminated through death.
I visualize a dossier
of PLC news speak,
I visualize authoritarianism
of every aspect!
Imagine all the cloning
created for human part,
imagine all the respect
donated to this particular art.
I visualize the unscrupulous
desperate for existence,
I visualize the farm of haste
the plough of insistence!
Imagine, Mother Shipton
prophecies all came true,
imagine only one statement fails
the end of the world.
I visualize even then
common sense will prevail.
I visualize only Jesus Christ
will forecast the ultimate end!
© Harry J Horsman 1993
Categories:
wrongdoers, introspection,
Form:
Rhyme
Of Western Red Cedar, totems are made
Though few have been built in the last decade
Tribal emblems speak of lost lives with pride
Striking they appear as storm clouds collide
The Ojibwe graveyards can still be seen
As in reverence visitors convene
Symbols of Native American tribes
With colorful markings they are inscribed
Homage is paid to a culture now lost
Many died in battle, paid such a cost
As thunder rumbles, it chills the viewers
They know that white men were the wrongdoers
Pilfering land and breaking trust offered
Treaties ignored as land filled their coffers
By Carolyn Devonshire, August 11, 2011
Entry for Francine’s “Totems in the Darkening Sky” contest
Categories:
wrongdoers, native american, sad, ,
Form:
Rhyme
The First Man is Honoured
And God said, to the Angels:
“And (remember) when your Lord said to the angels: ‘I am going to create a human (Adam) from sounding clay of altered black smooth mud. So when I have fashioned him and breathed into him (his) soul created by Me, then you fall down prostrate to him.” (Quran 38:71-72)
God honoured the first human, Adam, in countless ways. Allah blew his soul into him, He fashioned him with His own hands and He ordered the Angels to bow down before him.
Eve is Hawwa in Arabic; it comes from the root word hay, meaning living. Eve is also an English variant of the old Hebrew word Havva, also deriving from hay. Adam informed the Angels that Eve was so named because she was made from a part of him and he, Adam, was a living being.
Both Jewish and Christian traditions also maintain that Eve was created from Adam’s rib, although in a literal translation of the Jewish tradition, rib is sometimes referred to as side.
“And God said: ‘O Mankind! Be dutiful to your Lord, Who created you from a single person (Adam) and from Him (Adam) He created his wife (Eve), and from them both He created many men and women.’” (Quran 4:1)
The traditions of Prophet Muhammad relate that Eve was created while Adam was sleeping from his shortest left rib and that, after sometime, she was clothed with flesh. He (Prophet Muhammad) used the story of Eve’s creation from Adam’s rib as a basis for imploring people to be gentle and kind to women. “O Muslims! I advise you to be gentle with women, for they are created from a rib, and the most crooked portion of the rib is its upper part. If you try to straighten it, it will break, and if you leave it, it will remain crooked; so I urge you to take care of the women.” (Saheeh Al-Bukhari)
Dwelling in Paradise
Adam and Eve dwelt in tranquillity in Paradise. This, too, is agreed upon by Islamic, Christian and Jewish traditions. Islam tells us that all of Paradise was theirs to enjoy and God said to Adam, “eat both of you freely with pleasure and delight of things therein as wherever you will...” (Quran 2:35)
God continued his instructions to Adam and Eve by warning them “...come not near this tree or you both will be of the wrongdoers.” (Quran 2:35)
Categories:
wrongdoers, dedication, faith, religion, god,
Form:
"Everyman has his fault . . . " Shakespeare
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We all must walk with humility through our life,
So tread carefully amongst the saints and sinners;
Evildoers and lowlifes can stab you with a knife,
This world is full of scoundrels and also winners.
So tread carefully amongst the saints and sinners,
Saints have missions to rescue us from darkness;
This world is full of scoundrels and also winners,
The words of sinners hurt us with their starkness.
Saints have missions to rescue us from darkness,
But I have respect for people who are devout;
The words of sinners hurt us with their starkness,
Those bad eggs and wrongdoers leave me in doubt.
But I have respect for people who are devout,
I don't claim to be spotless, but I am still good;
Those bad eggs and wrongdoers leave me in doubt,
Oh, those rascals with their wretched falsehood.
I don't claim to be spotless but I am still good,
Evildoers and lowlifes can stab you with their knife;
Oh, those rascals with their wretched falsehood,
We all must walk with humility through our life.
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October 26, 2016
Pantoum (with Quote)
For the contest, Saint and Sinners
sponsor, Silent One
Third Place
Categories:
wrongdoers, life,
Form:
Pantoum
My children be over my sister house.
Oland got scratched by his cousin with a twig in my mother’s front yard.
My children are grown now.
Why is it study going on y’all?
The illegality of removing my children from my custody is a baseball foul.
Carrie told Queen that the children were in the front yard playing.
Tony came prior with Queen.
This social worker said she gave me my first warning.
Why did you go that far?
A parent course is for a child abuser.
I am not one.
I am in something I don’t know of?
I rather my children to be with their father!
Cleaning house to leave, Queen knew of my decision.
“We are moving to Detroit, Michigan,” I said.
She stated my children were to be remove temporarily.
This became unreal.
I am in something I don’t know of?
I rather my children to be with their father!
Child support was not being received because Tony was not paying the bill.
I am left along by knowing I lack communicative skills.
The government is the State.
They negated my family livelihood.
Their feeble mindedness means is destroying a country of fools.
Today I am not along.
I am afire through my belief in the omnipotent.
Unknown to humankind is a greater resolve for their transgressions.
I took my burdens to the Lord and left the wrongdoers –
For God so gave his only begotten son for the world would know that life on
Earth is of a greater determination.
Strength Empowers!
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Penned on May 18, 2018!
Categories:
wrongdoers, angst, black african american,
Form:
Rhyme
Down With Bad Stuff
By Elton Camp
All things bad I firmly oppose
To ban them all, I do propose
This would be a finer place
If evil we didn’t have to face
Bigger prisons we should build
With the wrongdoers to be filled
Even taxes could be reduced
If stricter laws were introduced
Good morals we should dictate
Offenders meet a most stern fate
Perverted sex must be forbidden
Whether it’s open or it’s hidden
Those who error dare to advocate
Severely fine before it’s too late
Earth could become a paradise
If folks were forced to act nice
Who’d decide right from wrong?
To me, such authority would belong
Question my fitness for the position
And expect a very quick disposition
Categories:
wrongdoers, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
The Dark Rider
From a dark and distant time, so very long ago
In a land, time has forgotten, sunken below
In an era when the blackened heart of man
Struck fear and despair within all the land
You could feel the grip of the black cloud of fear
Blanketing over the land, everything far and near
“Tis a terrifying time for the likes of any man
Unaware of whence this tale of darkness began”
The elders would speak of a dark sinister long ago
Where a black ghostly image would appear so slow
A dark rider would appear out of the cold black night
Riding a black steed, fire in it’s eyes, terrifying sight
It was said that rider was sent from hell to avenge
Of the innocents done wrong, seeking only revenge
A hellish quest, retribution to the evils that men do
Swift reprisals to the wrongdoers he does pursue
The rider is judge and jury, not one man shall survive
Once he seeks out his lowly prey, not one is left alive
He suddenly appears, tall shadow in blackest night
Of who he seeks no one knows, until daybreaks light
Once again the dark rider leaves his mark on the town
His justice for those too weak, unable to fight is renown
The fear that evil doers feel for this dark unholy reaper
Is a testament to his judgment, an unholy peacekeeper
Categories:
wrongdoers, conflict, dark, evil,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Yesterday in GAZA
I saw a mother's tears
About his family martyrs
You don't know how I felt
I thought I'll kill myself
I used to ask her (myself)
How can I go there ?
How can I help them ?
Why am not I brave ?
Especially this time
Why am I so late ?
Why do I stay behind ?
My wall's shade
I wanted to fight, didn't I ?
Why am I scared from the fake ?
Sons of Zion, the wrongdoers by their crimes
This is a big mistake
How can I go ?
In order to show
To all this world
How I shall swallow
This Israel, like the pea
Mix it with the peach
I'm not joking here
It's just I wanna volunteer
By everything I've, even it's my ears
Categories:
wrongdoers, age, allah, art, beautiful,
Form:
Verse
A poets prerogative, poetic licence
It has to be said in whispered silence.
To misspell a word to make it rhyme.
You know some do it to end a line.
Its poetic licence, like a rapids dimple.
Whirlpool, avoid, like a simple pimple.
Ere you could get sucked in so deep.
Poetic licence, that’s all, don’t freak.
Playing with words too, a poetic trait.
Fun and sad, play or work, love or hate.
Chase all your dreams, don’t just follow,
Live one's life, like there is no tomorrow.
Poetic licence used to express the truth
A poets prerogative their words forsooth
What form their poems, their prerogative
Rest assured their heart they will give
Their true feelings, their souls exposed
Inspirations, life, into poems composed
In desperation, an attempt to enlighten
To make life easier, not at all to frighten
For oft poets see the way life is going
They write in hope, their words cajoling
Persuading wrongdoers to make good
Ere their culture, from whatever hood
They know the world is suffering badly
Their governments don’t care, well hardly
We’ve begged for all wars to decease
Oh how we’ve tried to peace unleash
As a fellow poet, I appeal to poets all
To make people aware the world will fall
Use our poetic licence to convince all folk
Pollution, climate warnings real, no joke.
Categories:
wrongdoers, poetry, poets, pollution, war,
Form:
Free verse
*Image of Family Focus by FOTF.
Soma Sonnet: Suicide Watch
The steaminess awkward away,
as summer writhe its day of me,
I risk a search that subs my plea,
lies atonement hopeful in play,
~~o save thy wretched soul.
Chains cross my path in front of me,
taxes wrongdoers pensive stalking,
post exhaustive heated walking,
a sign beach closed due to rough sea,
~~o save thy wretched soul.
A morning stalls a zenith Sun,
what life remains why do I hold,
ignored alerts are strong, be bold,
my worth value zero they've won,
~~o save thy wretched soul.
I launched drifting in seas control,
Art hast o save thy wretched soul.
2022 August 17: Created
Categories:
wrongdoers, death, suicide,
Form:
Sonnet
When life dominated and things turned wrong,
Conditions bittered and when life pinched,
When I was hit hard by far gone situations,
And conspiracies tumbled down my life,
When life pierced with all its might,
When the loved ones neglected,
When future looked uncertain and dark,
When everything appeared meaningless,
And there was no way out.
When no one, not even a friend could help,
When confusion over powered
And I broke down in tears,
Then my dear Robin! You interfered,
While earlier you remained by side,
Well equipped, then you hopped,
To wrap me in your lovely smile,
To swaddle me with your pacifying remark-
“I am there my dear, so raise your head high.”
Neither you show-off, nor you pretend,
Just be yourself and no need to lie,
Don’t worry about them and
Let the wrongdoers cry.”
When at last it came to think of the Robin Hood of my life,
No one but Di, you came to my mind........
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Date: 29/01/2016
For A twisted poem about Robin Hood - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: C. T.
Di: (didi) elder sister
Categories:
wrongdoers, life,
Form:
Free verse
Some roads are like friends you never abandon
The travel is drawn by ghost carriage
Memories broad and bountiful
Pain lost and deceitful
Distance driven by how you roll
I wonder about vision and if I'll be struck by one
Out on the painted worlds streets
Lucky I've stretched the eyes with peace
Drifters,riders,wrongdoers, and friends
Writing our own history till the end
Some roads are like planets circling the sun
Another soldier of circumstance and so called fun
Categories:
wrongdoers, addiction, change, symbolism, world,
Form:
Free verse
Open peaceful conversation to dear white
and black people in the World.
Who does not have enemies
And best friends in life?
I think no one ...huh?....yes!
Accurate answer given.
I have many enemies,
friends and best friends ...yes!
My enemies are:
Racism,
Tribalism,
Antagonism,
Imperialism,
Afrophobia,
Xenophobia,
Hypocrisy
Envy
Hate
Lie
Jealous
My best friends are:
Love
Peace
Kindness
Goodness
Happiness
My friends are :
Some racists, Witches, Liars, Prostitutes,
Tribalists, Xenophobics, Haters, Mediums,
Robbers ...so on.
I think you are so astonishing
As you find out about my above friends.
You can ask me," why do you have wrongdoers
as friends ? "
I can answer you this way , " I was called by God to teach the truth to diffent people.
The target of the Word of God is to help them change,
Then inherit the heavenly Kingdom together. "
I think the great commandant in chief
does not escape in the war.
You heard about many battles
Which the Apostles of Christ faced,
And how they were killed.
I am not the first and
last in this hard
journey to teach some people
who disassociate with you when truth burns
their hearts
As they still wish
To continue doing wrong deeds.
It is an open peaceful conversation,
Dear white and black people of the World
You heard about my side ...What about you?
June 7th /2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
Mussabwa Chris
Categories:
wrongdoers, encouraging, friendship love, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
When you know yourself
It is difficult to be misleading.
Many people told me
"You continue to destroy your future
By being so true on this earth."
My answers are always"
lies died in my life from decades
I can not see wrong
and clap my hands
to praise wrongdoers.
I can not support wrong
because I need something
secretly from some wrongdoers.
I am always standing
On my ground
and ignoring the hate of some haters
as they don't like the truths.
I stand always with kind
and true people on this earth.
Categories:
wrongdoers, encouraging, humanity, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
My mother always told me growing up
“Don’t let your humming bird **** get
Your alligator mouth in trouble”
I never thought anything about it then
I took it as a warning not to say what was on my mind~
There are people in society who stay “in line”
Those who don’t care to draw attention to issues
People who are afraid to be in the spotlight
I am simply an outspoken woman
I am straightforward and boldly confident
I speak out when I see an unwarranted wrong
I am me, and when I speak up to offend wrongdoers
To keep them from continuing to do wrong
Unreasonable authorities feel they must stop me
These influential people see me as a threat
I act on my conscience and say what I must
If some don’t like my boisterousness…..
I fear the waters will be rough~
They can do their best to keep me down
But ….
I will not sway from my God given strength
I fear intimidators who wish me meek
Are up for a battle ...I will always speak!
Because I am proud
I shant change my ways~
Mother may have been a meager woman
Doing what she was expected ....
.....by staying in line
She tried teaching me not to rock the boat
By egregiously keeping me under control
Yet .....I am not her…. I am a hummingbird all grown
Categories:
wrongdoers, angst, introspection, life, people,
Form:
Free verse