The modern world has practically eliminated chickenpox
But now has an epidemic of the chicken sh*t.
From top to bottom we see it infecting society.
If you’re in a position of authority, and
Use that position to target and oppress others
And undermine the Rule of Law through lawfare,
You are chicken sh*t.
If you are in a position of power, and
Use that position to enable other’s corruption
You are chicken sh*t.
From parents, to school boards, DAs, and the FBI
Corruption is now tolerated and pursued,
In the name of some vague social justice,
But really only because those doing it are chicken sh*t.
Have you ever actually seen chicken sh*t?
It is repulsive, slimy, wet and foul,
But it is good for one thing
Fertilizing your garden.
(9/21/25)
Our Claim to Fame
A man is more than his name
But a name that lacks honor
Will leave a man lame.
In this life and the next,
Our struggles will define
Our life in the text--
How our immortal soul
Should be counted:
Will it pay the toll?
Spiritually speaking,
Rationality
We should be seeking.
Morally self-control
Is a vital key
To making us whole.
And, socially,
Justice must be
Sought more than vocally.
The lesser struggle--
As a final resort,
Or nothing but trouble.
Wisdom spoken…well and good,
But wisdom needs action.
This must be understood.
Without real effort,
Our life is vague
And nothing but hurt.
Live long and without regret,
In service to others--
And even better yet…
A truly righteous life
To honor our maker
Without discord or strife.
When death draws nigh
And God’s questions are posed,
Honor answers with head high.
Now clear to all our claim to fame:
A man arrived
With an honored name.
Carried out by usurpers of power, devious
And evil demonic acts in Australia.' I contend against them and those who empower them.' I appeal to God Almighty
For justice.' For the blood of their victims calls out from
The earth, that witnessed this theater of
Abominations..As did the whole world and
All 'so called judicial systems' Lord help us in Yeshuas Mighty Name.!!!
justice for someone,
I can't pretend
to be on the mend
of this conscious.
I hurt and I destroy
like a heat seeking
missile of no phony.
The mistakes are not mine,
it was the creation of I.
I woke up these demons
and I can't control them.
Excuses are blasphemy
I made on a whim.
How justice should fall
like a triggering
of games of dominoes.
I am happy to lose.
Least I could do....
I look in a mirror
and see the severing
and for once,
I see her suffering....
A sharpie--clutched in an iron fist.
Backed by barbed wire justice.
And noose-tight legislation.
Masked police… across the nation.
Surveillance towers.
And military powers.
Voices stifled.
Bayoneted rifles.
Distrust.
Fear.
Both--far and near.
A Republic—shattered.
Her people--battered.
Liberty--locked and chained.
A Constitution--so profaned.
Justice…locked neath bureaucratic bars.
Political corruption--leaving scars.
Across the land I once defended--
My heart is broken.
And unmended.
Consent covered by deceit,
Would be nice if I could retreat.
Instead of being beat,
By an unseen enemy.
Our world run like a company,
So many tired and dying.
They're trying to kill us,
Training us to cuss.
Hustling through the bustle,
The food poisoning our muscles.
As we hustle through the bustle,
Ads rustle threw our mind,
Leaving only dirt to find.
While hiding behind the light,
They're playing with our sight.
Most are too weak to fight,
This just isn't right.
When will the night end,
And time bend,
So my heart can mend.
You're my only friend,
Who can heal this land.
I demand Justice,
Because I can,
Come help my fellow man.
The sun rose that September morn, brightly dim.
The moon waned with tears in the shadow of Muhammad.
Stars scarred by footprints, heavy,
as Allah made the descent,
wings seared from the heat of hate,
hitching rides on freedom flights,
Almighty power clothed butchery of innocents.
What idol worship can move the soul to cogitate
that crumbling skyscrapers thrust so deep
would anesthetize a slumbering giant?
Awaken, arise like the billowing dust permeating blue sky,
ascending to heaven with supplication men dare pray
in places children dare not.
Dawn’s chaste early light reconciles blue-crimson white
with the Ancient of Days’ incarnate flow,
cleansing all unrighteousness,
providing hope of our salvation.
Revenge is Mine.
Justice is ours.
Godspeed.
Let’s roll.
Copyright © 2001 by Mickey Grubb
TO AND IN THE TASKING OF EQUITY
Come, let us master the needed strength
And determination, required to do that
Which is needed to be done here
For none of us can be excused
And are all God-charged with
Seeing that there will be
True evolving equity
Developing in this
Blessed land
God has
Given
You
And
Me
To build a nation
Of true equanimity
And living democracy:-
Karma suddenly dropped the other shoe
She bit off more that she could chew
Payback’s a b*tch when you’re a snitch
AP: Honorable Mention
I have found with the Peace of a justices eyes
The length of attention in conversation
Allows the journal
Instruction
Before conversation is acquired
The counter is not built
Civilized is standing
Mass and throng interupt
Otherwise experienced as obstruct food
This is a minutes causeway
Thank you for your message. It has been sent. ( Congress )
I am only a voice
not the loudest in the crowd
not the softest either
but steady enough to be heard.
Shape me into fire
a rising sun on darkened streets
so I can burn through hatred
so I can light the cracks of racism.
I am just a sound
the trembling roar of a cub
but let me grow into a lion
so I can tear the chains of corruption.
Make me more than an echo
make me thunder on the horizon
make me the horn that will not quiet
until justice learns my name.
I return parted clerical error to a hall
In justice no frame
Nor corrective temp
Time as half
The titled days conveigning
That's my Monday morning appearance
This shall never be spoken freely
A civil right to act
Fine liberty
Next date, poor
Still due process
In accurate measure of published
(“Contagion III”, 2020, original pen and ink and oil)
Dr Fauci
In the infallible world of cause and effect
Every action has its reaction
And to every sane person
Beyond the age of about ten
This is simply a given.
What is less clear is when, how and where
These reactions will manifest.
So as time passes and nothing seems to happen
Those responsible, and those effected
Begin to wonder if they ever will.
Enter stage Left, Dr Fauci,
The best thing since sliced bread and mastermind
Of not only gain of function research
But also the official reaction and imposition
To the result of this research gone wrong.
Will Fauci ever face the consequence
Of the hundreds of millions killed by his virus,
And even greater numbers killed by the vax?
Not likely in this life, but surely Hell awaits,
Ever patient, ever present, at the very bottom.
(8/23/25)
We dare believe in afterlife
lest there’s no justice in this universe
~ revoking freepass for moral lawlessness
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
If innocence presumption
Prohibits the assumption
Then Federal Intelligence
Provides the Introduction
Enforced with the propulsion
That dealing with corruption
Has factors of the that
That innocence presumption
To Justice the obstruction
The object does determine
As guilty hypocrite
On level definitions
Concerned with composite
And thus investigation
Of the administration
For damage to the judgement
Occurs this fine INIT
CON,
the CONSOLIDATION!
Fed,
BURRO.
Information.
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