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)
They turned me away from Hell's Gate
Said I was too much of a reprobate
Said earth deserved me, and I deserved it
Besides, demons were on strike, wouldn't fire the pit.
So I went back to earth, a few memories erased
Looked for money to steal, lives to waste
Set up shop with like minded hoods
Took what wasn't ours, got away with the goods.
Then the strike was over, so a demon made a sell
He said we have a spot for you, down in hell
But I replied, "the government steals more
At least I'm aware I'm corrupt to the core."
"Twisted souls parrot the latest dreck
"On the turn of a dime, good men shot in the neck
"Take the other guys first, then we'll talk about me."
The demon thought, then had to agree.
So I may look old, but I still steal
Hurting the little guy retains its appeal.
My friends are hoods, and thugs, and punks
But hell can be selective for the other skunks.
The demons never came back for me
Hell was overflowing, over-capacity
So many applicants, such a waiting line
Before they get to me, it will be a long time.
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'And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books, according to their works." ~Revelation 20:12 KJV And then [Jesus said] will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity. ~Matthew 7:23 KJV
The sound of solitude
Means I am now alone,
Yet reminds me of my finitude
And for sins I must atone.
Guilt racks me like a cyclone,
For the lies I have construed
Lay around me like a clingstone
And the shadows of hellbrewed.
A creed of cruelty I tattooed
Upon the armored heart I honed
With every virtue I eschewed,
Now I stand before my God, unknown.
My Judgement Day is nigh at hand...
The outcome... far from certain.
Where some have claimed a piety...
Having peeked behind the curtain.
I've loved and lost... been tossed...
The winds of chaos at my back.
I've brokered kindness as a currency...
But still the Hounds attacked.
The slings and arrows of misfortune
Have been their own reward.
Did I rise to meet the challenge?
Will my service be ignored?
So on that day... that special day
When I answer for my deeds.
I trust the test is not too onerous
With the belief I might succeed.
But alas... I have scant information
About my future time and space.
My only hope... the question asked...
'Is the world a better place?'
The End
It was weekly Judgement Day
And the Duty God
Wondered what to do
With all the miserable sods.
Send them to hell!!!
They’ll wallow with delight
Praising the lord
Because they were right:
Because they created
So much hell on earth
Maybe I’ll send them
Back for rebirth
Maybe they’ll learn
It wasn’t just a rumour
That we gave mankind
A sense of humour.@
Now let’s decides
Today’s winner
Of The Award for the most
Amusingly Original sinner
The clock talked loud;
I threw it away.
It scared me what it said.
The cock screamed loud;
I cut off it's head.
It scared me what it shouted.
The hourglass whispered;
I destroyed it.
It was unrest what it said.
Then the preacher said something;
I shot him.
Afraid was I just what he said.
The hourglass, the clock,
The preacher and the cock...
All said but one thing
About judgement day.
If I'm to judge my own character,
What do I use as a just yardstick ?
Can I rely on simple reflection,
Or use another gauge, that's just as quick ?
Will this evaluation be considered fair,
If the answer returns with only praise ?
Or does it prove to be detrimental,
Leaving my self-esteem to a foggy haze ?
This introspection is necessary,
And even common among those to care.
Only to realize that others must weigh-in,
For the scales to compare.
What happens
When A.I. becomes
Smarter than it's creator?
Judgement Day;
It's all going to burn
And you'll be nothing
But bleached skills!
An example of Science Fiction Poetry after watching "Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles."
Image: Image: Fox
Everyday when you get out of bed
There's a beckoning call that longs to be fed
It's plate's made of covetous and crisp bacon of shame
The cross-cut toast spread with crass a melancholy so lame
Berries and cream band together as a team
As the banana for your Kellogg's picture perfect for the frame
The oats and honey yet earthy, sweet and plenty
Conject ad hominems thought by them to be so cunning
Wash it down with cold milk undeserving guilt sets in
And the lies of the many become the life you live in....
Upon these shores
My waves are crashing
Just as the thorns
Against my head
I gave you life
And you gave a promise
Now against my will
You wash your hands
When I return
I'll return with vengance
I will not bring glory
As I brought before
When I'm done
Again you'll be a believer
But in the world you exist
Will exist never more!!
HERE COME THE JUDGE...THANK GOD
As the sun turns to red in a dark empty sky, on the plains of Megiddo four horsemen ride by,
Of biblical proportions much blood to be spilled, revelations played out and prophecies fulfilled,
Then along the horizon God's angels I seen, as mankind wished that somehow the slate they could clean,
But the earth's being flooded by the tears angels cried, as the dead and the living they stand side by side,
And the falsest of prophets does rise from the east, and he carries three sizes( the mark of the beast)
As to deal with the carnage all mankind does try, on the plains of Megiddo four horsemen ride by,
So the battlefield's set and the war will be waged, the season finale of life to be staged,
All the major contenders are playing their part,Armegeddon looms closer, the fight's set to start,
As the good and the wicked they fight for their worth,the mother of all battles begins on the earth,
And the rivers run red with the blood of the slain,and brother fights brother like Abel and Cain,
Then as fire and brimstone rain's down from the sky, on the plains of Megiddo four horsemen ride by.
I now ask for forgiveness...from you and from all.
Only God knows my heart...whether it's big or it's small.
You won't know that he is here...not like some of the others.
If you choose to look down...on your sisters and brothers.
We should all be humble...and ready to kneel.
When the good lord comes back...for his last big reveal.
when judgement day comes
where will you stand how will you answer
when the questions are asked
by the seven heavenly angels sitting in judgement
what did you do to make the world a better place
did you love or hate your life and others
were you a good parent and a good person
were you a heartless felon
did you commit a crime or crimes
did you do illegal drugs or drink alcohol to excess raising your middle finger
to the life God gave to you
did you bring harm to others
did you accept Jesus as your personal savior
how will you answer these questions and more
will your answers open the gate to heaven
or will the judgement be to send you to hell
will the light of heaven show you the way to your salvation for eternity
or will the fires of hell light your way for eternity
Do you have any idea about your destiny?
Dennis Davis August 26, 2019
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