Deep in Isreals prisons so drear, there is such abaesment, it brings me to tears.'
Accounts of men, violated by dogs maybe
Also women.? And the guards? Are they
human or just filthy hogs.? I'd heard such
Horror stories was it last year.? I dismissed
Such as miss-information.' Yet now more
Amplification reaches my ears, some idf
Thugs have broken.. Under the pressure and strain, they corroberate victim statements
There are medical reports..All seems insane.' Once I was in deep sympathy with
That Isreali state as a whole.' Now i am
Sickened and dissmissive, at these most
Shamefull acts that have stole, humam faith and dignity, i wish it were not so.'
I have now no choice, but to turn around to leave
Such sick; sick acts, now force me (so to do !)
There is an evil in this world, it exists in you and me,
the darkness in the heart, is brought out for all to see.
Anger and hate, and all of the vile thing’s,
settles in the heart, where we feel it’s stings.
Bitterness, revenge, and wrath, evils bestest friend,
is his driving force, a soul that cannot mend.
Twirling in the darkness, we go deeper in our night,
so we put our mask on, hiding from the light.
With each mask we put on, we must pay it’s fare,
there is evil in this world, do we truly dare.
To give place to this evil, yet we do it every day,
as we walk in our darkness, keeping the light away.
Weaving webs of tomorrow, from the darkness that we be,
the evils of this world, is brought out, for all to see.
If seeing is believing, then we all know this is true,
when we walk in the darkness, evil uses, me and you.
FEARING NO EVILS
In labors of love,
I’m journeying onward:
Life’s evils not feared:
With my Shepherd’s tools,
All evils are overcome:-
Regardless Of Which Occured,
At Least The Other Evil
Didn't Occur In The Way You
You Had Feared, Or Worse!
Oh, Could Be WoRseWoRse WORSE!
Every Time!
HOORAYYYY!!!
Don't Mention It.
Yippeee...
-Gray Squirrel
03-04-2026
Mud lines my way
In a field of concrete
Where you live and where I watch.
Let me walk - or rather writhe -
Past pillars of flesh,
Your flesh,
And sniff human smells
Of sweat and gold and sleep.
This is your garden of my earthly delights.
You squash me with damp paper.
I curl before your door and wait.
Will your door ever open?
I watch through fogged panes
Your daily life -
Perhaps when you lift your shirt too -
I do not think my head will regret
The sordid sights of my soul.
I ache.
Do not tell me my karma,
I too see my heart lift the feather.
O how I dare.
Dare to touch lips and dare to talk,
Dare to lock eyes and dare to walk.
Do not tell me my karma.
You squash me with damp paper.
You open your door above me
I scuttle through.
My wet cerci and my hard thorax
Leave no cause for concern.
I do not think you will see me.
Do not tell me my karma.
I am the yellow cockroach
You squash with damp paper.
After being a main controller, overseeing
epsteins, and con-vids evil actions
With the intention of
Getting it all to
Slide..'
I give you bill gates...the guy next door.'
TO HELL.!!!
Evils Are Evils?
Yes. Evil is evil. That’s why evil is his name
But is evil always evil? Hmm. I don’t think so
Then? Wickedness is the basic nature of evil
So, that is the norm. It means there is no evil
I mean, the evil is not evil
His nature is the nature
But. Hmm. He know
The reality
Evilness
Now I understand
It was open
I just explained
Evils are not evil
In their world, life
Higher souls than humans’
They are just hunting here
Like predators
Our souls
The humans’
I am human with the same dignity and power,
then why treat me like an alien?
Our skincolour differs, but we are all created and designed by one God and maker.
I have great potentials just like the white man,
But I am treated and rejected just because of my colour.
I undergo physical, emotional and social discrimination and suppression,
Just because my skin colour is black.
I have been enslaved and colonized by a foreign master,
Beaten and suppressed to accept a foreign rule,
Discriminated because of my elegant black beauty.
Striving to live and survive in this dominating world,
But all efforts seems futile.
I will continue to make efforts and see that my skin colour is appreciated and upheld in the society at large.
Writing this poem in an awful plight,
I wonder when mr.nigeria would be safe and secure.
Everyone running helter-skelter,
Insecurity and kidnapping are our next door neighbours,
Social vices are becoming rampant in the society at large.
Injustice, corruption and inhuman killings are the order of the day,
People are scared and filled with fear,
Many innocent souls are lost in the struggle to live.
The masses of our land becomes poorer;
while the politicians and the rich people of the society are filled with abundance,
We need change in all aspects of our society.
But the change start from you and me
A change of the situation in our country
A change in our behaviour
I hope for a bright future for my country: Nigeria
This is my dream for Nigeria
The Lesser Of Two Evils
(Always Gets My Vote)
Miracle Man
10/7/2024
What once were blatant lies,
are now merely, “I misspoke.“
Are us non degree folks stupid,
or is it another political joke?
Politicians tour the country smiling,
shaking hands and grooving.
But a clue to their “misspeaking”,
they’re lips are always moving.
While they may put us in classes,
seeing us as either sheep or goats.
But we still have what they need,
they can’t survive without our votes.
Vote your conscience
"My fellow Americans
ask not what your country can do for you—
ask what you can do for your country."
John F. Kennedy
Evils
Money-hungry xenophobic cruelty
Automated psychopath robots
Lustful murderous tendencies
White cloaks, expensive sedatives
Human values and hopes are dead
Trampled and discarded religions
Disgusting psychology thrives on life - there
Alcohol and medicine are the life here -, it’s psychological
Created by celebrated world professors
Success, money, and career are on their side
Suffering, depression, and pain in my side
Hopelessness and abandonment on our side…
Evil sets its trap
reeling us in by our souls
leaving us lifeless
The desire for money is believed to be the roots of all the evils
Is it because there are too many people wishing to be devils?
What will you do?
If you have to choose --between two evils
One on the left and
one on the right
One will make you lose your soul
And the other your heart...
Human perception can vary from man to man
The mist may give us a beautiful scenery
In a strange place it looks like hiding evils and scandals
In politics it is a misty paradox to be revealed
In education we have to clear the misty puzzle
A life of ignorance is like wandering in mist and having a muddle
A misty love affair never fulfils a promise
Similarly
We men with limited perception
May not understand God
And so any slander is prohibited
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