The hardest thing now days
is to be honest and good
to follow the rules and love
tell the truth and help
look someone in the eyes
have a conversation under the blue sky
not steal from those who have the most
not spit in the faces of those who deserve it
tell someone who disrespects you at work
F Y O U !!!
Not to look one it the eye when you know
all they do is lie to you
but you still try and try to do the right thing
and i simply ask why do i try so hard to
be someone, why not be no one
what is so wrong with that.
My dear God,
This strange Sod
Has turned hard,
Its mind isn't broad.
War is by it loved,
Disaster is allowed,
To kill, it has vowed,
It carries blood-cloud.
It enjoys being a traitor,
Peace, it loves to shatter,
Death is to it a jolly matter,
It disrespects the Creator.
Money alone is its need,
It is occupied by greed,
It grows with pleasure weed,
A sinful life, it loves to lead.
It prefers doing massacre,
It refuses to give succor,
It wants deaths to occur,
To give everyone rancor.
Dear God, are you existing?
Won't you be arresting
Those who are persisting
To destroy via a wise listing?
If you kindly do this,
We can get true bliss.
Will you give a promise
To cure through your kiss?
How very much do I despise
The tyranny of fear and lies?
The same as which I do loathe,
A system that disrespects love and hope.
It’s what is under the hood,
That is no good;
Secret societies
Of fear and lies.
Though what’s in the air,
Needs no repair…
Let us fix a system that is broke,
For this love and hope.
19-September-2021
Sorrows secret of blackness
Hearts broken amidst shadows
Tears cascading crying now
All silence that disrespects
All anguish that hides within
Darkness displays deadly sin
Consuming false Nirvana.
...this verse can be read backward...
Blackness of secret sorrows
Shadows amidst broken hearts
Now crying cascading tears
Disrespects that silence all
Within hides, that anguish all
Sin, deadly displays darkness
Nirvana, false consuming.
Theme # 3...TASTE OF NIGHTFALL
May.16.2020
FINISH LINE IN SEVEN
Sponsored by: nette onclaud
Placed 2'nd...Thank You
Son, to be a man,
You need to listen to men.
You will get experience straight from the horse's mouth about manhood.
Have more dignity and rationality with women,
It will make you a commendable son and husband.
And you need to respect your elders,
It will win you acclaim, my boy!
Have a gargantuan appetite for knowledge,
That will differentiate you from grown boys.
Son, our society loves to think of people as egocentric,
But always put your family first,
For you're respected for what you put right for your family.
Let your home be a candle sconce for the community,
For true happiness lies in the happiness of the community.
I know other men's wives appear more alluring,
But son, there must be no room for adultery,
That disrespects her husband and their relationship.
Give attention to your wife, it's only the faces that are different;
Son, all normal men can be fathers,
But not all can be dads.
So be a dad to your children, let them look up to you.
A quintessential graven image
A bunkum to this present age
Destructive and repulsive
Crisps grips with hands sieve
Pismal dismal for this mar,this mar.
Dictative,will never mind your scars
Disgraces all graces with one face.
Defaces characters in different jiff phases.
Addiction is perdition
It disrespects all traditions
Advances by graduation
With granular measurement
It weighs more than a person's sacrament
Adapts easily to evil
Works with covenly devil
Good addiction, am afraid is now rare
Leaving the opposite with posing flair
Addiction is evil
It disallows decisive decision
Brings preclusive deception
Takes you back with no solid description
Disallowing you with grips of concocted confusion
To blend with it's impending conclusions
Self annuity, that one fray
that disrespects its disarray,
what wrong I learned from, must relay
to self's apportion, not obey!
The slavery of respect's allay
that merits pride, admits convey
to stifling, while my greatest aye
is understanding doubt's dismay!
The mass of reverence, scant to faith,
admit my fault, except, convent,
experienced lessons make my day,
that vacuum of consent, risks pay!
What not to do ~ again, OK!
I set the stage for tropical romance;
among my rocks have sirens’ songs been sung.
Yet some who dare to traverse my expanse
into the briny depths of me are flung.
Inconstant as the sun that comes and goes,
I’m calm as windless day or still of night;
then furious as hurricanes that blow.
You cannot know my mind nor guess my might.
By ancients I was feared and deified,
and still two thirds of all the earth I rule!
Let humans learn the ebb of every tide,
but he who disrespects me is a fool.
The plight of humankind will be its worst
when I and land for sins of man are cursed.
What a man should be like
What a man should be like?
He should be the one, who disrespects none,
The one who thinks high, who never speaks a lie,
The one whose behavior is ethereal, who is loved by groups of fairel,
What a man should be like?
The one who is never narcissist, who can lead the crowd without a stick,
The one who never steps back ,
When encircled with trouble, rectitude of whom never lack,
The one who can overcome the trouble, like hitting a pin on bubble,
What a man should be like?
The one who is worth being written in bible, whose nature of correction is foible,
The one who is a golden scavenge, randomly picked out of waste,
The one whose intention of revenge, Is never haste,
What a man should be like?
The one who rapidly gets unite, whose words never turns into fight,
The one who praises the lord, who just wishes for the people odd,
The one who never breaks trust, who keeps secret in heart’s crust,
The one who is idol of legend, while speaking whose greatness never end,
Such a man should be like, to whom everyone would like!
Everyone would like, such a man should be like!
When Solar Flares
Give The Sun Citations when it disrespects the laws of nature
For not following ways of man at all cost and cause and case
No matter what your rules might indicate
A certain fate awaits
Space between all atoms is enormous
The reason we don’t walk through walls
Or fall through floors is not magic
Atoms don’t hold themselves alone, suspended in empty space
It is magnetic fields that react to those two forces
That keeps the universe in place
When sun’s highways of solar flares, stream in channels
Travel in their respective places, all is well and fine
When they follow normal traffic rules and stay in lanes
Suns don’t have our mind
They seem to stray in more than one direction
Magnetic streams collide, send corona blasts to Earth
When solar storms collapse for months or years our infrastructures
Say good bye to power grids and life as you once knew it
Prepare to rub two sticks together for heat and warmth
Get out bongo drums
Tap text messages to your friends
A little boy was born to his mother’s delight
The most precious face ever placed in her sight
Instantly smitten when she saw his baby blues
His contagious laughter and a smile she couldn’t refuse.
As time went on her baby boy was growing into a man
It was like yesterday she was holding his tiny little hand
Everybody who knew him thought he was the bee’s knees
Popular and well loved his mama so proud and well pleased
As he grew he crafted his skill to a true art form of manipulation
Like a chameleon he would change to benefit in any situation
Lying became as natural to him as the first words he ever spoke
Not sure if he could speak the truth for he would surely choke
His mom holds on to the hope and prayers she says to her father
While her son disrespects her over and over not wanting to bother
He is so wrapped up in himself not noticing his true friends have left
He has thrown away his pride, dignity and respect, all because he chose meth.
A little boy was born to his mother’s delight……….
men hate the truth
but god knows it all
wisdom is to descend
between good and evil
knowledge is to cultivate
from the ability and potentiality
so sow no violence
and reap no evil
for mistakes are the
cause of failure
the love of wealth
hatred and jealousy
disrespects the integrity
selfishness and greediness
are the anxieties of hell
and love and kindness
the fantasies of heaven
A lifetime of love,
Our joyous expectation
Until Death knocked at our door.
We, entranced by love
Were guilty of forgetting
Death disrespects promises.
Written 4/9/12
Los Angeles boys are angels, from Earthly heaven
They make the ultimate, best husbands and friends
They use their intelligent minds to fly, instead of the sky
All Los Angeles boys
are absolutely gorgeous
No one ever disrespects a Los Angeles boy's wishes
Everyone always wants to check and see, that they're
never in danger, never in harm's way
Los Angeles boys always exceed everyone's expectations
And since, these guys are superstars-statused,
not just to family and friends,
they need executive protection
Los Angeles boys are everyone's safest bet,
with no gamble,
because every single Los Angeles boy
is a live, in person angel
My friend never complains
Mt friend is never dissapointed in me
My friend never goes without lovung me
My friend never judges me
My friend never tells me i can't
My friend never leads me down tyhe wrong path
My friend never has critism in me
My friend never turns his back on me
My friend never turns his back on me
My friend never leaves me alone
My friend never disrespects me
In JESUS my friend is never forgotten
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