A single error in judgment,
A glimpse of time that follows us,
Generation to Generation.
This clouds our DNA, forcing legacies,
Against fathers and sons,
Brother against brother.
Decisions made,
Apologizes ignored,
Forgiveness asks, and answers become silent.
Those decisions are unforgivable.
God's law, but is it man's law?
Many do not understand,
Others don't care.
Families are broken,
Never to be repaired,
Abels murder,
Cains regret, and,
A debt we can never forget.
Symbolic poetry communicating your vision.
Also, a crowd, standing and shuddering.
The world is as yet miserable; who solaces?
Demise resembles water, then again.
In their streams, what occurs.
Abels relatives are the people.
Cains children murder us for their seats.
War and affliction are rising.
We don't absorb what the significance is.
The showdown is expanding.
We don't have the foggiest idea of what it infers.
At present, burn-through us.
Who tipsy the messy bread?
What else, who laments the misfortune?
Written: August 10, 2021
A Brian Strand 1 to 14 line Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Patience rope reached its end
Nature fury will surprise men
To love and be loved God’s intent
When Eve and serpents were friends
Deceived by devil disobeyed commands
And by Cain Abel’s blood was shed
Earth that to nourish was meant
Drunk on Cains and Herods blood shed
Will produce foods that rot instead
Oceans walls will come inland
To wash sin of adulterous beds
Volcanoes will turn day to night
Reflecting souls’ darkness plight
San Francisco by earthquake wiped out
And New York will be destroyed by fire
Coffers by alliances emptied out
By the same abandoned, security failing
Surprised by nature and by man
Falling Eagle will be caught by Bear
Poor and pure will inherit new earth
By God purified
To rebirth of Paradise
Some men's the brain, packed on the rest
Some are down, others on top
Every moment dancing, drinking to the best
Think what can turn, coupled soup to drop
Some men's brain, with their posited tune
Like black pigmy pigs, raising for the fall
Out of the docket stew, few for the hewn
And ready for the leagues, to need and stall
Some men's brain, in the nutshell heads
Shaking at Kayamba tunes, they play and dance
Any but not strain, the rain for thy mades
At last the cucumber, for morning mouth bounce
Some men's brain, justice for the musts
The piling exerting pressure, leisure for solution
Any time for the chain, trailing as the locusts
At last the coughs, itches pitching of pollution
At last no brains, dull pains in the chain
Anything no the Cains, from Spanish cranes
At last the bow leg, unseen full stain
The reason for stain, now in the manes
Lazarus
Date: Sun, Dec 20 2015 at 5:15 PM
I feel like Lazarus
Feel like running with the Javelin
An Walking through the Shadows that Sins
Soul in a Battle in a Den
Inside is the Golden Jackal
With Golden Shackles
You could hear the chain rattles
Cut loose in this fiasco
Cause the fire echo was trapped inside Smoke
But starting burning soon as the matches flowed
Unfastened the Soul
Came out the grave
Out the coffin with decay
On the shoulder blades
An wiped of the shirt dismay
Stained blood Drained
On the Shirt the blood of Cains
Remember the hurt & disdain
But emerged to Reign in a Burst of flames
Burst of Rage
But God Submerged the Pain
Now I got the Courage to Tame
To Use this Reimbursement to Slain
The Ones Who Encouraged the Defame
This my Purpose to Change
The Curse They Will Obtain
From the God who Sustains
It's a Shame
Lazarus Back
Lazarus Black
Asthma Attacks
In the Hearts of Those in They Blasphemous Wraths
Walked in shatters of daggers & tacks
One gigantic waste machine chews up the land,
Chews up human beings into moonscape,
Plowing all the atoms into ethereal distortions
Of one long violent scream of man against man,
And man against nature, and man
Against nature's God.
That madness begun by Lucifer continues:
Cains and Lamechs and Nimrods bragging
Amid poolos of blood and in the dark streets,
Setting up their idols and on the plains
Again and again into ruins on top of ruins
On top of ruins, present and future decay!
Sin plagues the land:
That ancient rebellion of man
To become his own god, to know
All things apart from the Creator God
Goes on and on and
Sin plagues the land.