Long Adversary Poems
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I see your eyes glaze
Like a haze
Upon your vision
As I near
I can clearly hear
Derision
Malice would have me
Open wide and engage
Try to diffuse your rage
Against all that is pure
The resilience to endure
Every flip of the page
~In The Book~
In presence, I rise
Past all that would slay
Declare Vindication Day
I stand as the tide roars
All the weight of fear, trying to bore
Holes in the offerings I pray
....but this time
............this time.......I stay....grounded
Every adversary I meet
The black mirror greets
With grace to see
All the smudges of mud
Cows chewing the cud
And the sting of the bee
Rejected without value
Disgusting, gaunt, shallow
No depth to root
The part of growing
No beauty wants showing
Is the fertilizer that made the fruit
...golden...
Written by Trudy Schrader on 07-12-2025
I lived a life throughout this land, and with time, wisdom have I earned
I'll try my best and that is my pledge, to share with you what I have learned
With growing strength and new found wisdom, sensing I became brighter
Out of no where then came a burning desire, to be this type of fighter
Neither muscle nor aggression could this be an obsession, that I would ever aspire
rather with pen and paper and the truth to shape her, only this could I ever admire
Discovering this power close at hand, hoping that it would finally afford
An opportunity for me to persist, because the pen is mightier than the sword
You, my adversary, might steal my money or cause me some shame
but know for sure, the words of my heart you would succeed only to inflame
I'll muster the will with all my strength, to oppose you when you conspire
In the end it shall be known, and the truth all will acquire
I've had this dream since I was little, to find a way to bind
making my words and thoughts come alive, and of a singular kind
Just plant this one thought in your mind, and never ever let it go
only with paper and pen and writing again, can you ever expect to grow
Miss Modesty Marvel was indeed a great soul
True to her name and bearing : perfect
Yes, in what she spoke and all she did
Treating with amity the hale, pale, odd or the morbid ;
With soft worded tone and visual charm would deflect
Any oncoming adversary or things foul;
Goodness is what goodness does aloft
In deeds, compassion, warmth ,ample and oft .
Being selfless ,she grew up doing her best
To console the crying and those in distress
Sharing her food and belongings the moment
She saw Misfortune slap the broken and bent ;
From her gleaming eyes the glow of hope express ,
Glided along the victim in the lost quest ;
Strange enough : good words do console
Even those who lose and forget their role
Such virtuous stars drop from the heavenly store
And like gems are found ,if sought to explore .
I remember
when I was a poor boy
and nobody loved me
mamma's tears felt like acid
burning holes in my heart -
I became breathless
triggers came without a guarantee
violence swept like an adversary
in silence i found my sanctuary
my bubble an escape from reality
grenades of my ancestors
detonated along my destiny
I burned in a bonfire of misery
papa's demons were too loud
so I hid my heart behind a shroud
as fatal tumors cursed my tongue
my sighs turned into a melancholic song
triggers came without a guarantee
violence swept like an adversary
in silence i found my sanctuary
my bubble an escape from reality
as the novelty of poison wore out
through the Devil's death i began to shout
his assassination set my soul free
childhood pain became my poetry
once I was a poor boy with silent ink,
but in adolescence I've learned to think
i used to wish I had never been born
but it's pointless living with bitter scorn
As withheld words escaped through winds of change
regretful tears from fears were blown out of range
Every now and then it is critical and crucial to find a quiet space
So we may hear the voice of God infused with His mercy and grace
As the world is full of noise pollution and the cacophony of sounds
God can't seem to get our attention nor get us to settle down
A word from our Sponsor the Lord our God
We need to receive what He wants to implant in our hearts
As only the voice of God can help us to calibrate and heed
Our spiritual gyroscopes and our spiritual needs
Now God said to be strong and possess courage as well
This three times to Joshua the Lord Our God did tell
For our strength comes not from our credentials, our status nor our vitality
Our true strength comes from the Lord God, the omnipotent authority
Because we are only the branches on His universal vine
A constant supply of what we need in Him we will find
As we are no match for what the world and the adversary has planned
We need to cleave to God's omniscient and omnipresent hands
For none have ever known and none have ever seen
All that the Lord Our God can actually glean
And because joy comes in the morning we need to hold on
A new day has arisen and in Christ we need to stay strong
By encouraging ourselves in remembering the promises that God made
As Goodness and Mercy His two angels are about to take center stage
So wait for God to bring the change that will cause our courage to manifest
As courage is the outward facade to show the world that we are blessed
As it was courage that caused Daniel to change the Roman headlines
And it was courage that caused David to face Golieth on the battle lines
Now God our sponsor also said to read and keep His Holy Word
And not be influenced by what mere men have heard
To comprehend that the Scriptures are the universal architectural plans
The Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth God's righteous commands
So let's delight ourselves in the Word, keep it and it will keep you
Let it dwell richly within and prosperity will come about too
A word from our Sponsor is be strong, be courageous and keep His Holy Scriptures
For without these three things in life we'll never get the full gospel picture
Every now and again we go nuclear
Two archaeologists dusting off the past
Hurting with words as sharp as swords
It’s all over for twenty-minutes, dead.
Then the air clears and red mist departs
You smile at me and I laugh with you
My head's on your legs, hand in my hair
I’m insecure, pained, afraid, a baby
For a month or more, we understand
Not a cross word, a team, united together
Then pressure of our closeness, routine
Another nuclear clash no-holes barred, war
The peaks so sweet and troughs excruciate
Harmony reigns we are king and queen
Inseparable, colossal, two towers of strength
Me by your side and you by mine forever
Both stubborn as mules, immovable frown
Digging our heals in, pawing the ground
Me Aquarius, you Taurus, death, not surrender
You’re the adversary, you’re love, you’re friend
Can’t live without you, won’t live without you
Afraid of losing you, afraid of keeping you
You’ll never control me, I’ll never rule you
Christ, it’s all quiet now on the western front!
David Cox 04/09/20
August 2 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Jeremiah 51-52
Key Verse – Jeremiah 51:36 Therefore thus saith the LORD; Behold, I will plead thy cause…
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY CAUSE CHECKER
Lord God, You are my cause Checker,
and You lead me to fight evil agitator
Thank You for healing my heart, wounded by deceit of carnal commentator
Along Your standards I adhere to as Your awed spectator
While You establish me to follow You, my life Director.
Lord God, You are my cause Checker,
and You confound me against falsehood
Thank You for redeeming my soul to grant me eternal biblical sainthood
Along Your rulership over my status, bearing believer’s priesthood
While You bless my inheritance and servanthood.
Lord God, You are my cause Checker,
and You fill me against vain emptiness
Thank You for guarding my faith from doubt’s destructiveness
Along Your Scriptures I cling to with steadfastness
While You wake me up from fruitlessness caused by slothfulness.
Lord God, You are my cause Checker,
and You correct me with Your authority
Thank You for binding my rebelliousness of fatal propensity
Along Your besieging divine tenacity
While You imprison me within Your loving security.
Lord God, You are my cause Checker,
and You uphold me with Your truth’s pillar
Thank You for keeping my devotion within Your compassion-bar
Along Your throne that carries me to victory in my holiness-war
While You strengthen me upon Your inviting prayer-altar.
Lord God, You are my cause Checker,
and You comfort me in my affliction
Thank You for pardoning my sins I confess toward my transformation
Along Your grace in Your pasture of sanctification
While You cleanse me from filthiness’ abomination.
Lord God, You are my cause Checker,
and You protect me, defeating my adversary
Thank You for seeking my welfare against misery
Along Your prevailing kindness and mercy
While You empower me to proclaim Your Gospel story.
August 2, 2023
-Nip At The Cauldron-
My mind full, like the moon outside. My brethren say; '’Sleep well, worthy adversary.’’ As he ventured forth unto his domain, for a final nip of the cauldron before hitting the sack.
I lay restless, unable to commit to my new found lover. Lest it shouldn’t be so. I am you. A demon rung the bells of my adored solitude and grasped away at thee. The pungent odor of Sulphur filled my lungs heavy with soot.
The night remained an insomniacs dream as I heard the succubus calling. The energy piercing my skin, as I called the enchantments that my father once taught me. I was protected, but not invincible.
Hear and there, a shadow standing over me. Whispering indistinguishable language, that no man would want to decipher. Tapping the furniture to make sure of the unbearably long night ahead. Feeling the entities hatred. Limitless burden, all I wanted was calm silence. But, I can also hear my horse carrying the same unease as I.
Or at least, I did for a time. I can no longer hear of the outside world. Only the whispers. The sound of silence twas' no more. It grew louder and louder. As if, my horses fate was in spite. It threw its head on my lap. To enlist my heart with fear. The darkness grew as I came to realize, I was dead.
What would happen in the absence of my presence? I directed my gaze towards her, resting my head on her lap, and met her eyes. The depths of my heart would consume itself, seeking to alleviate the anguish caused by separation. Subsequently, my mind would assume control, becoming the sole arbiter of all emotional experiences. It would sense a profound sense of betrayal and transmit this message to the cells, causing them to agitate restlessly, unsure of who would facilitate the circulation of blood through the vessels. With the heart absent, the mind irrational, the cells frenzied, and the nerves severed, it would only be a matter of time before a fleeting and ominous thought infiltrated, whispering catastrophic conclusions. The heart, unable to quicken its pace to instill fear, the nervous system incapable of perceiving pain, the mind preoccupied to the point of neglect, and the cells having identified the body as their adversary – all these factors would culminate in my loss of functionality. Ultimately, in my state of non-functionality, I would cease to exist.
Haphazardly, yet dastardly
Chaotic but organized, that bastard, he
With vengeance unjust and supersized
In an earthquake, he is the aftershock
You think it’s done, but wait! SURPRISE!
World’s rocked and socks knocked off
You can’t ditch this itch, what a crock!
Some may mock, but he is an iceberg
What you see seems just the average jerk
When underneath is all berserk!
A quirky perk to fool hapless foes
Off guard he throws, keep on your toes
For your weakness he already knows
So goes the life of the thorn in a rose
To impose strife and scorn I suppose
Being born so forlorn your only purpose here
Is to STRIKE FEAR AND MAKE THEM PUCKER
I mean… really just a pesky little bloodsucker
That’s besides the point though.
Since he’s the BEST of the pests in this jest
And will NEVER REST for his quest
He is OBCESSED and full of zest
I can attest since I can hear him buzzing
Because when it comes to push and shoving
This nasty little good for nothing
Will not be content and will not relent
Until he gets under the skin that holds the scent
He will torment! And when he gets the win,
Oh you’ll be sorry as he flies away in VICTORY
Then his epic story will be ….. SMACK.
Hmm… perhaps not so all powerful foe.
Damn mosquito.
Culicidae (Scientific name for mosquito,
and super sneaky secret villain name in this case!)