DOWNPOURING LADY JUSTICE
Cold falling rain
Shed tears
Mimicking hell’s waters
Trying to drown
Sinking struggling justice
Seeking to survive
Deceiving tidal waves
Seeking to douse
Hope held high
In a stoic hand
Of a lady
Struggling to master
Anchored ideological
Chartered political moorings…
Some of us,
diversely theistic
and atheistic,
are still,
to this traumatizing partisan day,
committed to a multiculturally inter-religious
and ecologically healthy
democracy.
We are suffering
an anxious sense of deeply felt loss
fueled, inflamed, ignited
by RightWing MonoTheistic
and ATheistic
and Agnostic Theistic?
trauma,
fear- and anger-mongers,
weaponized hate-predators,
ideological dogmatists
propaganda influencers.
UnChristianRight MonoTheists
are also LeftBrain verbally dominant
anthro-privileged
patriarchally plagued
by win/lose partisanship
0-sum devolutionary economics
dualistic YangPassion v YinPleasure
dogmatic ideation.
Both Left and Right Wings
failing to feel depolarizing sides
of our comedic-belonging
v tragic-longing
Bicamerally common
cobinary
sense of faithful humor.
About some of us,
diversely theistic
and atheistic,
still,
to this traumatizing partisan day,
feeling shared passion
for a multiculturally inter-religious
and pleasure within
an ecologically healthy
organic democracy.
Another day, a sunrise in an open sky
And so let the judgements begin!
Everyone we meet, everything we do
We silently judge
Weighing them and us against
Some standards we hold
No matter how shaky.
Each of us rising and falling thus
In a great equation
Stretching across lifetimes
From genetic pasts
To ideological futures.
An action or attribute added here
An inconsistency or moral failing
Subtracted there
In real-time cancelling each other out
To leave us with some core value.
And so we have our Judgement Day
Whenever it comes,
In a distant future
Or in the moment of now, nakedly, mirror-like
Revealing what it is we stand on and for.
(10/11/25)
Answer my call to arms you patriots all
and rise up with blunt collateral force -
rage against the culture wars that we stall
the Neo-Left tyranny at its source.
Oppose their marxist ideological plot
and let not the herbal tea nazis prevail -
remember back that which old sense forgot
and arm our true selves that we not fail.
Return fire on who rephrase and revise -
Rage! Rage! And be politically direct.
On these psycho wingnuts upon them rise,
rise up till no longer are we “Correct”.
Burn their Trojan Horse and stand our walls
that the soldiers of satan seek to tear down -
resist lest all that we know and built falls
and norms become the new battleground.
Speak the truth these lentil eaters betray,
rail against the nose ring cultus of lunacy,
and be not a pawn to what fools obey
with their spin and New Age orthodoxy.
Return fire on who rephrase and revise -
Rage! Rage! And be politically direct.
On these psycho wingnuts upon them rise,
rise up till no longer are we “Correct”.
Written: September 1995
Bible
The Bible is life that is eternal, forever. Phenomenology. (Reality.)
Violent ideological idealism ruined me. Psychology.
The Bible noticed me, revealed its teachings to me, and now I live. Theology.
I will read the Bible until the end of my life, my faithful companion in life,
This book is always with me.
Wherever I go, wherever I go, the Book is always with me.
It is with me and will always be with me. My new life grew out of it.
Growing up, I got another life in my present life.
The Bible will always be with me, life also advises this,
And everything will be decided by its faithful guidance.
Thanks to the Lord and all God's writers for this masterpiece.
Thanks to the ancient sages, prophets, evangelists,
apostles, martyrs, writers.
Many, many centuries ago, the writers of the Bible had no idea what they were doing,
But I testify that they have saved many, many lives with their work.
The Bible is life, history, theology, philosophy, future, faith and hope.
Truth, reality and future. There will never be a utopia.
We have had nightmarish experiences,
Of fighting two worst world wars already.
Both wars involved military alliances
Between different groups of countries.
The first one was fought against colonialism;
The second was due to ideological differences.
Though, the methods of warfare were different,
In these wars, millions of people lost their lives.
Yet, we haven’t learnt any lessons from them.
A critical phase, now the world is passing through;
Based on religions and regions nations are divided.
For silly reasons, one country hates the other,
One nation occupies the territories of others.
For selfish motives, one intimidates the other,
Cooperation and coordination, they know not.
Proper friendly relations, they maintain not;
Exhibiting nuclear power, one threatens the other.
Today, the world is on the verge of World War three.
It’s time to stand united and fight against wars,
For the welfare and survival of our future humanity.
Life is nothing but learning good lessons,
From our past irreversible bad experiences.
Spurious ideas portray hidden ego reach mainly rag-tag
Inconsequential shallow words
ignorant, robotic policy
as a poorly trained parrot
A war on individual rights
is brewing in the U.S. of A.
Seems a woman has no control
over her body as of today
And how many more personal intrusions
are headed our way?
Seems we concerned poets ought
to be broadcasting our say!
One ideological group is taking advantage
of its political clout
Bandying all sorts of crazy
conspiracy theories and ideas about,
Creating chaos in our schools
over imaginary fears they spout --
Seems they ought to find something
better to do than shout.
Written May 6, 2022
It's a scientific fact
That biology is an empirical source of truth
And no amount of ideological attacks
Will ever change that.
W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2022.
30/4/22
Crooked or aligned
both distorted left and right
so disparate paths
There goes the water where we find all the fish
There goes the earth where we grow all the food
There goes an ideological wish
Another tenet of Darwin, misconstrued
China Syndrome
Melting and melting into the ground
China Syndrome
Burning and burning all the way down
There goes a coal miner trying to help
Another sad soldier with soot on his face
There goes an agency that must mean well
They've sent back his remains in a six-foot case
There goes a forest gone belly-up
There goes a species without a bed
The sun won't shine, the winter won't let up
Fallout bakes the fields that once gave bread
China Syndrome…
There goes the water where we find all the fish
There goes the earth where we grow all the food
There goes an ideological wish
Another child of Darwin, torn from the brood
Country named land of the absurd
mix truth and lie
whoever speaks the truth is mute
falsehood here is all quite right
Lie the politician and the priest
the judge and the witness falsify
prevaricate simply and shamelessly
and indulge themselves with impunity...
lying here is a real necessity
to deserve honor, glory and love...!
II
Here the lie has long legs
here the truth wears short pants
there is further truth to the prostitute speech
than the political speech that is preach,
or the ideological word that delays...
It's worth further sincere cheating
than a tie posing to be severe...
The faker who barks easier than a dog
or wiser pretending to be a prude
to deceiving everyone just one borg...!
I was alone
in here I found a crowd
I was scared
in here there was courage, strength they said
Strengths to harm and kick and maim and kill
Drown the world in petroleum soaked rage
Napalmistry is a real study
I, a vigilant student
I follow orders because alternatives are worse hells
drink deep. Drink true from 'god's' well
Drink fast! We have a story tell.
Match in tikis
how big were we?
Big guns equals big hearts, do you feel me?
Call you foul but your soul is white
Snow-blinded and numbed to remember the crash
Shhhhh I am too hungry load my bullet sash
Suited up for dinner just to dine on trash
Happily, orgasmically, hypocritically share like-minded high-fives
What fast times in this Ridgemont high
O what a time to be alive
To kill what I profaned, abused and stole
Goya's last six in dirty milk bottles
Down the hatch ideological Propofol
Diprivan-infused day-meres sending
Misquoted whispers bent out shape
That glorify the fear in my heart of things unknown
Fear fear fear
Hurt hurt hurt
Kill kill kill
I am afraid now.
I am scared
Please. Help!
I don't know how I got here
But I know
I am scared.
Catacombs that surround never freed never found,
Cobwebs that abound always there of their bound…
Memories that still hound surfacing in their drowned,
Morality that does mound accountability to astound.
Tortuous thoughts of their kill cryptic cries in their spill,
Scurrilous within their skill ideological upon their ill…
Foreboding amidst their fill revengeful of their thrill,
Digging deep where they drill deluging with their pill.
Inner voices that magistrate habitualists of their hate,
Minotaur at the gate languorous labyrinths of their fate…
Delusional in their crooked straight dreams that frustrate,
All this in a conscience crate pensive pious will inoculate.
Written...Oct.04.2019
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Judged Nov.03.2019
Writing Challenge - December -
Any poem NA'd in November 2019
Sponsor, Dear Heart- Wiishkobi Ode
Repost...Dec.03.2019
Placed 2'nd...Thank You
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