Long Allegation Poems

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Premium Member In a Cold World On a Hot Day

In a cold world on a hot day, I come home and relax. Yes, 98 degrees outside. I turn on the ac and lay across my bed to take a nap. The beauty of the natural light shines upon me for I am a "Sleeping Beauty."

In a cold world on a hot day there is movement in time all across the world - Noise, traffic, interviews, meetings, laughing, crying, talking, playing, eating...

In a cold world on a hot day, life experiences can consist of - allegation, termination, discrimination, sexual violation, disaster devastation, corrupt legislation, White House investigation, miscommunication, trials and tribulations, wrongful incarceration... Is it a curse? Nothing to rehearse, we are left to converse in a diverse universe, ugly, mean, hateful, vindictive, cruel, yet somewhere out there is another loveable, happy, caring person that is the change of the world.
Is it me? Is it you? 
What is it about you? Look within yourself. Look within your heart. Are you that one? The positive one. The one that can change the world with a smile, with a prayer, with a hug, with words of encouragement, with compassion, with patience, with love... I believe I am, I believe you are. Together we can add warmth to this cold world, one person at a time, one day at a time.

To the world - The Lord's prayer begins by saying, "Our Father," which means He is not just for me, He is not just for you. "Our Father" sees us and all that's going on around the world and many days He is deeply saddened. Black, white, rich, poor, young, old, male, female... In God's eyes, none of us is no better than the other. For we were all created by One, for One, as One. 

To the Lord - Continue to heal us Lord, help up Lord, strengthen us Lord, forgive us Lord. Keep us covered, guide our steps and guard our tongue. Let there be no bitterness, anger, jealously, hatred, envy... among us.
Father, You created us to fulfill Your will and purpose, not self purpose. Thank You Father for giving us another day and another chance to get it right. Please continue to lead us and show us the way when we tend to stray. With that being said, I will continue to pray for world unity, world happiness, world love and God’s peace for the world.
Form: Narrative


Richard Prichard Sequel

Once was wretched
Was charged with stealing a pie
And the penalty under the law says that Richard must die
But the maid who made the allegation had told a lie
She couldn’t recognize the thief when he ran by
Richard Prichard was taken to Cornwall
Before the magistrate at Canterbury Street

The magistrate told Richard to stand up
And to be on his feet
He called Richard a thief and wretch in open court
He commanded the jailer to take him back to prison
On the spot
The magistrate took a bribe 
And let Anthony go
After he had sold a bag of sand for salt
But pretended he didn’t know
$50,000 he took 
Set a guilty man free without looking at his book

Richard Prichard was taken to a cell that night
And he started to pray
To our Lord God and Saviour
In the morning and in the night
And indeed every single day
Miraculously there was a storm one night
That destroyed the electric cables
And set the prison alight
Richard Prichard escaped unhurt
And he was no where in sight
And ran away from the city 
Before he was caught
Under the haystack 
He lay
And began to pray
Before the children could come outside to play
And away to Coventry
Behold a place
Where the Lord showed him
His amazing grace
He settled as a farmer
And become to work
The more work he did
The less he talked
One day a gentleman
Asked him if he wanted to buy a land
Because he worked so hard  
And this showed on the palm of his hand
2 dollars he gave for it
And the remaining three dollars which he gave
Bit by bit
Unknown to this man
He had bought a golden land
Where gold and diamonds rocked his feet
Like giant balls of sand

The Passion of the Christ

To be predicted means that you’re the fruition, 
Of a rational process, effortful and determined;
We can all predict that someone will soon cure cancer, 
And so Jesus was foretold as medicine’s romancer. 

The name Jesus Christ means predicted saviour, 
And Isaiah 53 verse 5 states that he definitely would be, 
Wounded by the government for the people’s freedoms,
But that because of his wounds society would be superior. 

Those who were intelligent just before Jesus came, 
Felt a wave of change in the medical field,
Where doctors only treated the families of the rich:
The intelligent said that such a wave would equality yield.

When Christ was stressed out, about to be arrested, 
He forsook his medical mind and surrendered all to god;
You can see that the god thing is for trials by government, 
Or today, trials by society when your stance is not odd. 

Upon arrest, the soldiers wanted Jesus of Nazareth, 
Not Jesus the son of god, or the Jesus of any divinity tribe, 
And Jesus simply replied to them “I am he,” squarely and plainly, 
Unlike at his trial, where for speech he had to be bribed. 

The allegation was indeed productivity in profession, 
His work skill, which came and grew from his family roots; 
He got much social power from his healings and exorcisms,
As he had learnt the joinery trade well, had invented new shoots. 

Caiaphus asked if he was a king from the miracles he did, 
Miracles of course being new methods and techniques, 
And he replied to Pilate that god, the church and he himself, 
Determine his actions, that their lee-way is his health. 

Jesus was popular at church, not amongst the government, 
So it was informally considered to be his validator; 
The question was whether the people still saw state over church, 
For common order to be maintained and not left in the lurch. 

He knew he would die for the good he had done in life, 
So inaugurated communion to remember his cause:
Loving the weaker, lower ones no matter who they are, 
Saying everyone should know that personally in applause. 


      The Passion of the Christ film 2004 used.
Form: Rhyme

Richard Prichard

Richard Prichard
Once was wretched
But now owns a golden land
Where diamonds and pearls rock his feet
Like giant balls of sand
He remembered the time he was poor
And how people treated him so
How he waved to the miller’s daughter
Each day
But she won’t say hello
He remember the time
He had no food to eat
Except a morsel of porridge
That fell to his feet!
From the cook’s table 
Each time they meet
To engage Richard to brush his teeth
Richard Prichard
Once was wretched
But now he is a rich man
He remember the things his mother use to say
That you will eat from the toils of your hand
And if it fails
Get an education
And never underestimate 
The powers of your mind
As time and chance
Is all it takes for you? 
To leave all that behind

Richard Prichard
Once was wretched
Was charged with stealing a pie
And the penalty under the law says that Richard must die
But the maid who made the allegation had told a lie
She couldn’t recognize the thief when he ran by
Richard Prichard was taken to Cornwall
Before the magistrate at Canterbury Street
The magistrate told Richard to stand up
And to be on his feet
He called Richard a thief and wretch in open court
He commanded the jailer to take him back to prison
On the spot
The magistrate took a bribe 
And let Anthony go
After he had sold a bag of sand for salt
But pretended he didn’t know
$50,000 he took 
Set a guilty man free without looking at his book

Premium Member The Shoot Out At the Koa Page 2 Zack Waverly

Page 2
The Shoot Out At The KOA Corral

The continuing saga of Zack Waverly


The mare was to far gone
and I had to put her down
There was nothing I could do
To help her make her back to town
When things have come to this
Life seems barely worth a trifle
As the only mercies' left
comes from what's inside a rifle

I saddled up and rode due west
Not to my destination
But, took a little detour
To make an allegation 
On a hill top, I approached 
As the Sun hung at mid-day
and I saw a man, with whip in hand
strike a Dapple Gray
My poor horse, was exhausted
But I guess he some how knew 
He reared up on his two hind legs
Then down the hill flew 

I've learn to hold on tight
When Ole Buck gets inspired
I swear, His eyes turn black as coal
While his nostrils fill with fire 
He raced to make a beeline
To where the horse was being beat
Then stopped outside the wooden fence
In the mid-day summer heat

"Jonah, stop it now"
Is what I shouted from my horse
"Don't make me come and make you
'Cause you know I can of course"
Jonah wasn't tall but a strong and abled man
and so I pulled my Walker Colt
and watched the whip drop, from his hand

HeeeeYahaaa, Partners Keep your Posse out lookin' for page 3
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR DOING GREAT THINGS FOR US

July 9 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 126-131

Key Verse – Psalms 126:3 The LORD hath done great things for us; whereof we are glad.

PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR DOING GREAT THINGS FOR US	

Praise be to God for doing great things for us, indeed:
Miraculous by His might
Marvelous along His mercy
Majestic with His magnificence 
Magnanimous beyond His mysteries
Monumental upon His magnifying moves 

Psalms 127:1 Praise be to the Lord for 
building our lives while we:
Behold His wonders
Bask in His ways so well
Boast of His wisdom and works
Believe His Word with willingness 
Bless His worth against worldliness  
 
Psalms 128:1 Praise be to the Saviour for 
enabling us to walk in His ways as He:
Secures our salvation 
Settles our spirituality
Satisfies our sufficiency
Seals our stewardship service
Stops our sinfulness and selfishness

Psalms 129:8 Praise be to the Almighty 
for blessing us against:
Prevailing affliction
Persistent accusation
Pessimistic perversion
Provocative allegation 
Pervading apprehension

Psalms 130:2 Praise be to the Creator 
for hearing our voice, and responding:
Exciting our calling with His charge
Examining our composure by His calmness
Empowering our Christianity against carnality
Edifying our commitment along His compassion
Examining our conscience for His cleansing toward our consecration

Psalms 131:3 Praise be to the Holy Spirit 
for letting us hope in Him Who:
Assures us His redemption
Affirms to us His ready rescue
Attends to us through His revival
Asserts to us His responsive restoration
Answers us along His reply of replenishment. Amen!

July 9, 2024

Society Suicide

Stuck at the bottom with no view of the top 
My people are killing each other while other races come together 
Loyalty lighter than the slightest feather 
Casualty after casualty, so many getting blown away 
Checking the staggering statistics has me lost for words 
Arch rivals in this war of color 
These hues lead to feuds 
The cries of the oppressed cannot be ignored 
The bell has been rung and the conversation vibrates 
Battle is infinite and the war has just begun
Reaching, cocking, and pulling---
Don't assist them in their massive slaughter 
And they tell us to forget the constant tragedies 
How can we?
When the news carries disease filled words 
Justice was a false allegation that lead to racial penetration

Premium Member Justice

i am innocent until
proven guilty
so try to find out
the truth
before you accuse me
try to find out
who's fault
before you abuse me
think twice before
you refuse me
for i am innocent
until proven guilty
you always want to
prove me wrong
but no matter
what;am still strong
you want to put me
into jail
and make me the tail
but no matter how
had you try
you will still fail
so think carefully
before you judge me
for i am innocent
until proven guilty
in the heart of men
lives hatred and
jealousy
and their deeds full
of vanity
you used false
allegation 
to ensure my
assassination
for you want me down
to carry my crown
but my hands are
clean
and my heart is pure
i am innocent
for that i am sure

In Every Field of Loan

In every field of loan			
                                              interest accrues			
                                            if not paid in time			
                                          loss of capital occurs			
			
                                           Better, not to take 			
                                              without break			
                                        If taken, income is best			
                                    better than the accrued interest			
			
                                            Punctuality to pay			
                                            must be maintained			
                                         If not with due respect			
                                         allegation waits indeed
Form: Verse

Premium Member Joe Biden

Thank you very much Ms Tara Reade for confidin',
Your allegation 'gainst Jo-Jo the Clown Joe Biden!

Interesting that the fake news at CNN and MSNBC
Hammered Trump and Kavanaugh for like dallying constantly!

But from them regarding Biden, we hear not a peep
About the alleged assignations of this puerile creep!

Most of the time Joe doesn't know where he's at,
Nor can he find his butt with both hands, this wily bureaucrat!

Vote for him if you will this coming fall,
But if he is elected, God have mercy on us all!

(I suspect I'll receive vile flak from those with a different view - that's OK - fire away!  I'm sticking to expressing my First Amendment rights!)
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired

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