Long Belial Poems
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Eden grassy walls stood stark,
In the noble bowers, of bending day
luscious fruit-in tempestuous talk
The inaccurate gaze led them astray.
Eve with picturesque temptress voice
Put in Adam's mind the godly tyrant.
Repentance implicit in her silence
She joins the wanton seductive serpent.
Infectious with death before the fall.
crawl with silken skin on Eden grassy verge
A devil who speaks transforms into Belial
upon his wounded knees the beggar surge.
For weed and wort, paradise was thwart.
With disability, we live in the lesser part.
Erotic connotation the notion brought.
Death of paradise portrayed from the start.
A place in dive bars and witchy urinal air
We fell into something drabber and daring.
Such modern methods may yet backfire.
And generations may see lust-inducing.
A threat of the demonic realm insane pain
Haunting malady from the power of the air.
The creation reform movement formed again.
with the irresistible figure in the atmosphere.
When Time sails into it's last port,
and fever for the Truth is stowed-
as an incubant reality
-that you wish had aroused sooner,
it's queried symptom with more fervored pedigree
of temperature and imminent perspire.
To be caught up in a fairer sea and a wider net
before the docks that bustle
with confusion and regret, seeps from flotsamed seed.
Leviathan emerging from Atlantean Hold
with the deep coldness of betrayal surfacing FedNow from it's keep, of secrets- curated upon
the altered tongues of Belial,
media sirens and priests.
System of nowhere has you in it's backwater
maelstrom of confusion and shiny distracting
swirls of eddific infusions,
a scantily clad WhoreRidingTheBeast,
that pairs suitors one against the other
in her gossip of intrigues.
This has been foretold,
for those who have eyes to see.
Know that ignorance is bliss as a head tucked in
the sand,
that has lost it's body.
That, has had the bounty of waves of enemies,
rush our shore,
pour the salt of the lies of unity to season
divergency to a refined palate of uni-diversities,
pepper spray to taste-
our wounds in an opera that blinds us to our face.
As cannibals eat their own,
and we bite the hand that feeds.
Feeding the hands that take us away,
from Truth.
Hell is from here to Eternity.
All hope lost in his hunchback.
All hope lost for love.
All love conveyed as mercy.
All mercy a convenient lie.
Attack! Attack!
“Don’t worry, dear Anne,
I have your back.
I pity you!
You’ve lost your husband
and your father.”
“Marry me! I will take care of you.”
He lusts! He must
have her for his wife.
She’s smart; he smarts
from a reddened face.
He wants all her beauty to himself.
What lies! She could have killed him
with his sword. More swords
are stabbing in intrigues, in shadows,
in towers, no mistake.
Did not Cain begin this tale
of brother against brother!
Did not Cain’s blood-jealousy
crown king after king?
Chilling, still more childish,
in the hands of the devil himself,
the innocent. Henchmen
tower over the young princes,
to do the devil’s work.
Die! Death, destruction and lies
belong to the prince of darkness.
He couldn’t, dared not
even look into their eyes.
More eyes’ closed upon a platter;
the splatter of a royal-red robe;
behold its Belial train.
Meanwhile Anne despairs
of such a horrid cradle that held
horrors for her beloved boys.
For three crimes, even four -
using the sword on a brother,
life with no compassion,
incessant rage* - what more
does the merciful and just Lord
need to see? The house will fall.
Do not be yoked together with unbelievers
For what does righteousness have in common with deceivers?
What fellowship can day have with night?
What harmony is between Belial and Light?
What does a believer have in common with those who quip?
Or between God’s temple and idol worship? [1]
We put no stumbling block in anyone’s way
so that our ministry will not be disgraced
Rather, as servants of God
We commend ourselves, we nod
In great endurance, in troubles
hardships and stumbles
In imprisonments, riots and beatings
in hard work, sleepless nights and we go without eating
In purity, understanding, patience, being kind
(We walk by faith not by sight) [2]
In the Holy Spirit and in sincere love
in truthful speech and in God and His power thereof
With weapons of righteousness we brandish
in the right and in the left handed
Through glory and dishonor, bad report and good report
genuine, yet regarded as impostors (they retort)
Known, yet regarded as unknown
Dying, and yet we live on as shown
Beaten, and yet not killed
Sorrowful, yet with joy we’re filled
(We don’t mourn as those lacking hope
But we believe that God in Jesus will bring us home) [3]
Poor, yet making many rich, rejoicing
Having nothing, and yet possessing everything [4]
PARANORMAL
Zeny
Yokel
Xeno
Wizard, Woolley headed
Voodoo, Vagabond
Unicorn
Tyrant
Stupid, Surreal
Robot
Quirk
Pygmy, Pixy, Polygamy
Oberon
Narcissus, Narcotic, Nancy, Nightmare
Monster, Mermaid, Micky- Minnie
Logy, Loony, Lunatic
Kiekshaws, Kalki, Kibosh
Jack Frost, Jaunty, Jekyll and Hide
Idiot, Insane
Halloween, Hermaphrodite, Hyper, Hell
Ghost, Grumpy, Genome
Fairy, Frankenstein
Eden, El dorando, Electra
Dragon, Drug addict, Dwarf
Cupid, Club footed, Crazy
Belial, Bi sexual,
Abracadabra, Albino, Angel, Anima, Animus
12/27/21
' PARANORMAL
Contest by Robert James Ligouri
The heavens rupture in a scream of gold,
As Michael’s legions face the dark of old.
Once Lucifer, the brightest morning star,
Now leads the renegade brigade of war.
The Light-Bringer ignites a cosmic flame,
To strike the throne from which his glory came.
Then Satan strikes, the adversary grim,
With million-winged horrors following him.
Great cherubim with burning, spinning wheels
Crash into mountains as the galaxy reels.
The Prince of Darkness swings a blade of night,
To slice the feathers of the sons of light.
Beneath the thunder of the holy shield,
Destructive Abaddon divides the field.
Apollyon unleashes plagues of fire,
To turn the silver towers to a pyre.
While Gabriel’s silver trumpet sounds the charge,
Against the shadow growing fierce and large.
Old Beelzebub, the bitter Lord of Flies,
Pits swarm against the lightning of the skies.
And worthless Belial, with lawless spears,
Pierces the music of the celestial spheres.
The ancient Dragon thrashes in the cloud,
Wrapping the sun inside a bloody shroud.
The Prince of Lies morphs into holy forms,
To trick the angels mid-assault in storms.
But righteous blades of judgment cut him through,
Exposing the decay beneath the view.
The Tempter twists, but steel of truth prevails,
Against the heavy armor of his scales.
Cruel Mephistopheles seeks out the weak,
Where wounded seraphs can no longer speak.
Yet the supreme Evil One is forced to yield,
As holy lightning sweeps across the field.
Cast down, the rebel host begins to drown,
Leaving the scorched and broken heavenly crown.
Epilogue: The Aftermath
The smoking skies fall silent, cold and gray,
As ash and broken feathers drift away.
The scarred horizons heal with quiet grace,
But shadows now infect the cosmic space.
Deep in the dark, the fallen nurse their scars,
Plotting vengeance underneath the stars.
Scriptures declare that believers be true
to be faithful to Christ always in His way
being not unequally yoked to unbelievers
obeying God's word stand fast they would stay
Righteousness can't compare with lawlessness
it's totally opposite having nothing in common
just like back and white so colourfully distinct
remember your place not to be forgotten
A believers fellowship needs are akin
to those of similar likened taste
so that unity blends uniquely together
making your pilgrimage have no waste
The sweet communion of believers faith
be full of Christ's abundant light
giving no room for any darkness
making fellowship such precious sight
Believers need be equally yoked
filled with Christ's love for each one
enticing others of what's true love
be separate unto Christ God's son
(Do not be unequally yoked with unbelievers. For what partnership has righteousness with lawlessness? Or what fellowship has light with darkness? What accord has Christ with Belial? Or what portion does a believer share with an unbeliever? What agreement has the temple of God with idols? For we are the temple of the living God; as God said,
“I will make my dwelling among them and walk among them,
and I will be their God,
and they shall be my people.
Therefore go out from their midst,
and be separate from them, says the Lord,
and touch no unclean thing;
then I will welcome you,
and I will be a father to you,
and you shall be sons and daughters to me,
says the Lord Almighty.”)
2 Corinthians 6: 14-18 (ESV)
RAPED AND EXTINGUISHED IN THE SANCTUARY
Malevolent violence in UNIBEN, Nigeria
a virgin soul in a sacred home,
Miss Vera Uwaila Omozuwa gang-rapped,
bleeding like a ?? watermelon.
The University church floor and walls
couldn't surpress her screams
instead, witnessed her walls broken down,
walls preserved for 22 years, demolished.
She came to study...Sunday,
sons of Belial came to waste,
they saw the flooding tears
yet the fire extinguisher was a tool,
(even when absolutely not needed),
to quench the painful fire they lit,
as her life was extinguished,
helplessly she bleeds in blood,
profusely, I bleed in ink.
Rape in heaven's registration centre (Church)
will only get you a pleasure from hell,
typical trait and fate of a cursed clan.
Rapist...! Cruelty - aiding and abetting them
to the cognomen of nefarious filthy folks
but let this voice chant you, Vera, midnight's ire
and sing justice until lives
find sustenance from the stash of usurpers.
Here's another voice quenched broad-day light
causing a now venomous voice, trumpeted,
stronger & louder than rushing of oceans.
The truth will not be hushed
but will smell like summers distillation.
VickWizzy.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}.
Copyright © June 1st, 2020.