Its air's commotion
Water's turmoil
Into our heart blows;
As surely flows.
A world of the bent
Of filth and rot.
Which, emotionally
Access do we.
Feel like im 1 of 1 in this torn apart world, if i turn cold thats undone
seen with my past mistakes
nothing new under the sun, someone else has sat in this place
a world where we keep a loaded gun and a mask to cover our face
from pain we easily run i guess were scared of the mace
Showin love will get you hung, what a shame or disgrace
look what the devil has brung now were corrupted by toxic waste
speak evil in fears of them cutting your tongue, caught up like a rat in this race
And the flash of reel will have you stunned so in turn we walk away (real,reel)
Our thoughts we keep concealed, worried how the other portray
Like a rat running on a wheel till our bodies decay
My skin ill allow you to peel even if you poison my bod-ay
Im looking for something real like "whats outside of this cage"
Im bitin at the steel maybe one day we'll all escape...
You take a break ill keep biting till my body you cant resuscitate, I'll keep fighting till me and death got a lovely dinner date.
We go crazy in the head, when you lie with lie in bed.
All are green lights, you don't see red !
No conscience cricket chirps in your calm corrupted head.
To wither in a wasteland, we are being led.
(11.08.2023)
People are obedient to the power they serve
the source of all conflict and war works for the devil
No one in governmental positions ever calls for peace
they put sanctions on nations to fill their own ill bred pockets
we all can see clearly that greed plays its hand through bloodshed
Those old men sacrificing the young to do their dirty work
cowardly office boys sitting on their laurels hiding behind a desk
the mask has slipped revealing back stabbers
hiding behind a smoke screen the true origin sits
Pay the piper to play a different tune one with hope for the future
this destructive path the world is on is driven by fear
believing in something without evidence to back it up as existing
Slowly many will awaken to find it all is to late
when a majority can no longer be achieved without conflict
sad state of affairs as many have avoided learning
from the past mistakes tyrants and dictators work against God
A yellow butterfly
that is around
a religious teacher says.
May [s]he who masters the goal
Of minichu bring happiness to Chutani’s
Heart and soul.
An “airborne splat”
Now think of that
Chutani phrase to
Honor him … cannot
Uniquely do it with
The
Acrostic minichu
Now,
It seems, somehow!
Inspired by Mohan Chutani's Minichus
Written January 5, 2021
For Acrostic Contest
Chaos treads lightly across this land
Obviously making its fateful mark,
Vast majority of the land is plagued
Indeed all it needed was a spark.
Dealing with this outbreak
Requires determination and precaution,
Without both we can't move forward
And misinformation certainly isn't an option.
In the midst of all this mayhem
Discrimination definitely won't help,
Though it started in China
The pain and worry worldwide can be felt.
Pull together during this time
Destruction will lead to more disasters,
Perseverance has never failed us
Plus hope will make things go faster.
(c) Nick Nguyen 2020
Immigrants Abducted and Corrupted
After all of them are already abducted,
Could be that they ended up corrupted;
Then mettled,
And unsettled;
Much more bad behavior had erupted.
Jim Horn
Where did it come from?
in place of Christ the Lord
I see a strange portrait
It is nailed on the cross
But face is full of smiles
the legs are broken
the cross is upside-down
two thieves are angels
Isn’t the cross corrupted?
and where is the Lord?
Come out Lord to save us
We can’t stand false image
I look for the Lord on earth
I see only corrupted images
I don't want more of your love
but I'm contradicted.
I don't need anymore of your love,
But I'm addicted.
I can't get a hold of myself,
I want to break away.
One part of me wants to go,
The other wants to stay.
You have taken over me,
You won't let me break free.
I go and beg and plead.
Your love is all I need.
You caught me in your trap.
Inside your spell.
Is this love going to be heaven,
Or am I going to hell.
Your spell has been cast,
got me in a trance.
And now I can't get you out of my head,
I need your romance.
You have taken over me,
You won't let me break free.
I go and beg and plead.
Your love is all I need.
Now you made me turn into an animal,
I don't want anymore.
But you make me keep coming back,
I keep wanting more.
My heart has now been tainted,
Into corruption.
You made my heart go into chaos,
Into disruption.
You have taken over me,
You won't let me break free.
I go and beg and plead.
Your love is all I need.
You have taken over me,
Is plain for you to see,
I am yours to take,
To make my heart break.
Was once an upstanding model citizen
But lately it seems much smut I do send
Where are my morals
Used to act normal
Now corrupted and perverted down to my end
LOL
blue eyes
golden hair
white skin
even
christmas
is
corrupted
i like the holidays though
it is fun songs cakes friends
presents presence pretence
My force was never destined to wound thy withered soul.
My tenacity was to mend thy aching from days of old.
I can not fight the motives, why i have drawn blood.
Cupping thine haunting tears as they emerge like a flood.
Thy appreciations searching mine for answers never to be found.
By sorrow, by dread my beloved i am bound.
Distraught with my essence, on me lay thy blame.
Lingering like incense in the air your gasping under strain.
A soul without conscience is how thee beholds me.
Stone cold, vivaciously untouched without a key.
Corrupted by the veins of agony, at the root of my being.
Thy shall never touch the tender heart, blind folded i shall keep thee from seeing.
Forlorn am i by the path i have lead thy heart.
Condemning my soul to torment for my poorly portrayed part.
Do not forget thy brilliance on account of my mistake
Withering into my devastation so that thee may elude thy wake.
Tickle me blue; tickle me ten
You give me now, he gives then
clouds form to release the tears of forgotten children and with so shall this depravity baptize me in sin, i become so very cold as the droplets of neglected sorrow fall and stream upon my withering skin, the physical wounds shall mend but the psychological wounds will forever stay fresh, i bathe amongst darkness as i rip away at my deteriorating flesh. if you take my hand and attempt to save me you will just fall as well, the suffering is beyond what sociological expressionism could ever tell, if you believe in heaven then i guess this would be hell. i have nothing left and without my presence i hardly even exist, salvation lies at the end of a rope or from wounds carved into the wrist, open your mind and perceive what we have all become, take my advice "it is always better to feel pain than to be completely numb." leave me to die amongst the blistering frost, a place where all hope is forever lost, the place i found when the line of insanity was finally crossed, i have found my home within this self imprisoning holocaust.
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