Revelations ch eleven verse eighteen.' (When I was a child
I acted like a child and thought as a child..? Yet now i am
Grown i must put away the things of childhood ' this last
Parable talks about me as a person..For I did once think
That the ' climate change ideaology' had merit.' And God
Was part of the enviroment..Yet the Truth is God is God is
Above all things.. And the destroyers.' Are in fact the eco
Zealots pagan earth worshippers..The wisdom of worldly
Counsel is evaporating before the eyes of any whose eyes
Are open.'
Categories:
destroyers, change, education, endurance,
Form: Didactic
Destroyers
You,
the younger generation...
that wants,
and does not care.
That needs,
and demands... more,
from every human
born before their time.
They take from stores,
and from everyday people.
You don't care who you hurt,
or what happens after today.
But tomorrow will come.
Many will not bow
to your stupidity,
and you are so much
less than you believe
you are.
Wake the giant
and be sorry.
Wake the monster(s)
and know that your names
have been given to them.
They... will come for you.
In the day, and in the night.
There will not even
be a fight.
Only your sad crying,
as you are dying
from your hate.
It is your fate.
Categories:
destroyers, abortion, absence, abuse, addiction,
Form: Free verse
Sugar daddy says,”
So gorgeousness like my last daughter
And my first granddaughter.
My wife complains daily but she is bulkiness.
Shame does not swill out,
I ‘m cleaning my blood
And breaching a boorish teen girl.
She desires a person
like her daddy,
Cash closed her sight.
I ‘m like a babyish,
And she calls me,
Come babe-baby.
She always says, ‘
Love doesn’t get old;
Ready money doesn’t have
Disgusting Odour.’
She has long teeth to bite
Big birds on the baobab.
She does not get healthy food
But diseases,
Destroying without delaying.
Go well in hell,
Brainless dearest.”
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris
December 2015 in the book called
Remember Your Roots /
Pure milk and honey in Africa only
Categories:
destroyers, abuse, child abuse, hurt,
Form: Free verse
The switch clicks the power surges
The beast it comes alive
The reels dance to a silent tune
And the screen becomes a mass of light.
It awaits its first victim of the day
The victim who is desperate to play.
The addict who knows he cannot stop
Even when that last penny has dropped.
The beast falls silent
The addict walks away
But the beast knows
It will destroy more lives today.
Suddenly the lights perform their dance
Waiting for someone to take a chance
Oh look another sucker drawn in
Another destruction of life to begin.
So many victims are born in a day
So many lives are taken away
No one can see the hurt and pain
But tomorrow it all starts again.
My name's Paul and I'm a compulsive gambler
Categories:
destroyers, addiction,
Form: Rhyme
A single poppy blooms by the lake shore.
I can tell you how it came to be there.
Oh, I did not plant it, or give it care.
I knew the man who did and what it’s for.
Some men builders, others are destroyers.
Destroyers identified by this trend,
Nothingness and loneliness at life’s end.
Self-indulgence is their life’s employer.
Just such a man was the poppy planter.
A purveyor of anger, hate, and smoke.
Life revolved around just another toke.
To all God’s wisdom he did recanter.
Nothing he planted in life ever grew.
Selfish, unstable, and always unable,
To love anyone more than his own fable,
Which he spewed out incessantly on cue.
A lone poppy blooming on a lake shore.
A single flower signaling there’s hope.
God can breathe life to places remote.
Destroyers don’t win, the builder restores.
Categories:
destroyers, death, flower, life, self,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Destroyers of Dissidence
Grievous Gandhi
Reticent Rasputin
Examinating Edison
Ardent Atlas
Tenacious Taoists
Superfluous Shakespeare
SunshineWilliams
Categories:
destroyers, history, how i feel,
Form: Acrostic