A broad smile, life seems to be
That is gradually fading with the passing of the years.
Till it is fully eradicated by our...
Insurmountable agonies and uncompromising fears!
Demetrios Trifiatis
20 September 2026
I'm only here for one reason
I finally see
that Jesus died as an atonement
for me
so I will praise through
my issues in life
I will praise through
as I worship the Lord Christ
I now understand
I fully comprehend
that His spilt blood
eradicated my sins
so I will praise through
my issues in life
I will praise through
as I worship the Lord Christ
If not for His grace
there'd be no me
If not for His mercy
a new day I"d never see
If not for His sacred blood
I'd never receive His unwavering love
so I will praise through
all my struggles
I will praise through
all my troubles
now down on bended knees
to praise He who watches over me
I will praise through
my issues in life
I will praise through
as I worship the Lord Christ
I will praise through
grateful for His favor
I will praise through
giving all glory to my Savior
I will praise through
When the world ends
the first thing I will remember
is that I can't take my riches with me
my awards and accolades will all evaporate
every title I had ever held in my lifetime
whether it is being a daughter, a sister,
a tourguide, an ambassador or a leader
will be eradicated like thistles in a garden
but recieving the Crown of Life
and being at home with my Lord
will be my greatest reward
sweeter than anything this world
has ever offered to me
Escapism
Not possible
Now, and half a
Lifetime over.
Your hauntings
Cannot be eradicated
Until I get what
I want.
Eyes brown,
Watered down.
As you continue
to hide from me.
Tail between
your legs, something
I've seen before.
Mirroring you
is a misguided
priority until
I release you.
I refuse to
Undo this knot
And your tongue
tied and twisted
I continue this
futile quest
for restoration.
I thought tonight
was our night
to gaze at the Super Moon
and make wishes upon the shooting stars
for our plans, our hopes, our goals
and our dreams for
our destined future together
instead we lost the moon
and the entire solar system
to the agonizing shadows
of the eradicated atmosphere
refusing to share
the essence of their beauty
with us
If the body is wracked with anger
love cannot exist
The urge to blame some others
such emotion ,please desist
It's now time to change the pattern
of internal pain that's felt
Self love needs integration
feel the anger melt
With the effort that's expended
to really make amends
The soul is then a magnet
to attract so many friends
Imagine all the world
if we eradicated anger
To live in love and peace
no longer faced with danger
If you want a better country, invest in the youth!
How'd they?
They're covered with flesh of greed.
They will satisfy.
If you want drugs to be eradicated, Stop allowing it in the country.
How'd they?
They too will have to be drugged before they notice they're killing the youth.
Read, Read as my pen bleeds.
I won't stop penning what I'm seeing that troubles my spirit.
With my words like arrow I'll fight and set things right.
Blossom Monyei the Author.
The magnolia almost whispers to me.
Let the stream pass by me, nourishing
Food that comes from the sweet current.
That flows from hills down to my cottage.
There are many quant cottages around,
All decorated with climbing green plants,
I love them all, ivies, clematis, vines, and more.
But I am in love with the magnolia tree.
She blooms in late Spring, silently full of fragrance
Night or day it is a splendour of pure delight.
Alas the bloom will fade, as all things must,
But beauty is not eradicated easily.
Its petals remind me of days long gone,
Of laughter echoing through the garden air.
Now I sit beneath its shade alone,
Yet feel embraced by fragrance that once spread.
If you hold a gun and I hold a gun,
we can talk about law.
If you hold a knife and I hold a knife,
we can talk about rules.
If you come empty-handed and I come empty-handed,
we can talk about reason.
But if you have a gun and I only have a knife,
then the truth lies in your hands.
If you have a gun and I have nothing,
what you hold isn't just a weapon — it's my life.
The concepts of law, rules, and morality
only hold meaning when they are based on equality.
The harsh truth of this world is that when money speaks,
truth goes silent.
And when power speaks,
even money takes three steps back.
Those who create the rules
are often the first to break them.
Rules are chains for the weak,
tools for the strong.
In this world, anything good must be eradicated,
because goodness breeds defiance, and defiance threatens order.
There is no mercy.
There is no justice.
There is only the will to dominate,
and the silence of those who fall.
Truth is whatever I decide it to be.
Morality is the weapon of the defeated.
And in the end, everything bends… or it breaks.
I started flirting with fire,
so intoxicated by incense.
This heart’s hell on wheels,
these shoes demand I dance.
So intoxicated by incense,
breath snuffed and passed.
Eradicated with your graze.
This heart’s hell on wheels,
receiving that standing ovation.
A core memory for my mantle.
These shoes demand I dance,
succumb to bared emotion.
My body and soul turned out.
The illusion
In a small park ringed by gloomy trees near where the factories used to be, was the bust of a man on a splint
made of bronze, a mesen, she liked to use words like
that in a desperate world of poverty, tinned sardines
in olive oil and mackerel in tomato sauce
The Mesen who owned the factories had created this
park for his workers, where they could sit and relax on Saturday afternoons.
The whole day on Sundays, otherwise the park shuts
during weekdays; that made sense, one could not have workers there on days of work
A boy climbed the fence and drowned in a dam of algae
The park, among damp factory walls, was eradicated.
The foul-smelling factories disappeared as well; the time
had changed, people could buy cheaper tinned stuff from Portugal
When pockets of oil deep under the North Sea
A country was suddenly rich, and people built modern housing where the factories stood.
No one in a town like ours talks about the good old days.
Afraid of Moslems
because they protest
while 2000ibs bombs killing babies
signed by American politicians
angry they say?
ya would you not be?
your family slaughtered?
how many millions has USA killed? at
weddings
funerals
concerts
civilians just trying to survive
Trump and his old hag supporters
should be rotting in a prison
USA is no more a country
its a disease
until eradicated no one is free
Where is Dr Fauci when we need him?
Wishing
Overwhelm be
Eradicated
Was it Banting and Best,
Collip and McLeod’s feat ?
Whose efforts bore fruits,
And ‘Insulin’ was discovered.
Or was it the Compassionate Creator.
Who really Sorted out the pancreatic mystery,
And Granted man the sense,
To perfect the pancreatic extract,
That was injected to people with diabetes,
Safely and successfully !
A new era dawned in the history of medicine.
Many hopeless souls,
Got relieved and cheerful.
On being Gifted Insulin,
The “lifeline” so much awaited before.
Since that landmark discovery,
Diabetes has witnessed many more breakthroughs.
Each one a lesson, to the faltering human.
Not to despair and to carry on the struggle,
Despite upheavals and failures.
And never to loose the trust on our ‘True Benefector’.
We should always strive keeping us upright,
And keep words and deeds like a mirror.
Kindling the dreary paths for others,
And rescuing fondering hearts, from deep waters .
Ahead, Medicine has many more challenges.
Diabetes also needs more plunges,
Into the oceans of research and practice.
As in 1921, the insulin got invented.
May one day, “Diabetes” get eradicated.
start out sedated
when it had been ill fated
eradicated
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