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MOM How ya been lately Hopefully you aren't medicating I know lately your heart has been breaking Death of ya man ya Best friend I understand But mom I can't stand the way You plan over and over again to end ya life I don't understand you told us death is Where it starts not the end but don't Let the dark in the light is best man.. But your torn apart from Memories of the things that Weighed happiness in your heart Centuries of plenty sing they cling To your soul n bring you out the unknown Atleast I've been told.. You're the one who taught me everything I know So why you letting go you forgetting I don't know if I can be alone I'll be froze in snow or maybe Ill dispose of my own miserable existence of a soul Mom this road you've chose just goes To darkness light is disposed So please I plead don't give up if I'm alone Ill be so weak so please listen to me Don't go till god frees Your life do I have to bleed Your the best mom life would be so cold If I lost the only soul that gave a when I Was alone mom please just trust me I know Your true love is gone yes its tough but your Stronger that that so good thoughts Ought to have enough draw for your pain The times you stumble across the walk And fall start to crawl up the hall just to be In a ball.... On the floor crying and screaming God I cant take This This stress anymore Seized up locked joints pain and suffering for sure I'm sorry for your heart The door isn't open any more but like water in the ocean leaking till It bust open with emotion exploding corruptive Corrosion taking pills just hoping for death to Come but your eyes keep opening God is showing you your not ready to go home see so much for us in the trust of the holy So mom don't go please Just stay with us and hold me Like I was in your hands when they were folding Or when you busted my ass in times of scolding Just so you know your right about everything you've told me you've showed me so mom I'm ya baby forever But ill always will be growing promise you'll get better and I can see my momma glowing before the kingdom of heaven opens The gates if I could see that I'd be over joy n Could see that smile now I'm ok your with dad don't give up or feel trialed
You think you're so good
But later I realize that you are the woman,
Who is cold, hatred, fury, Insensitive and Calloused?
You are sinfully proud and arrogant.
You think you are so perfect in everything,
But I know you accuse others falsely and ungratefully
I've trusted you but you've hurt me instead
And I don't know if I could believe you
or come near you again in my life.
You say you are Christian,
But contradicts with your words and behavior
You lack of fruit of spirit but you show signs of fruits of evil spirit.
I thought you had biblical knowledge
But later I realize that you pick and choose what you want to believe in the Bible
Behind back you are a troublemaker who enjoys hurting others
And causing much pain with your slimy vomiting mouth
I thought you had a spirit of god but dint know you had a spirit of evil
When you said you are Christian, I knew your heart was wicked
You would love to gossip as your tongue cannot be tamed
You slander, and tear down families who walk right
You are the woman who spreads misinformation, not having all the facts
By your careless and cruel words you destroy people's lives
You would love to injure and destroy good people's reputation
When you said I Love you Honey,
I know you have a lying tongue without genuine affection and love
When you say Bless your heart,
I know you curse at their back assassinating the character of another person.
You are verbally manipulative and corruptive to the point
That others around you can join you in abusive
You hate being around
So don't pretend that you miss us
Would you be called A Christian woman if everybody could know
That you have so much hatred for others.
Would you be called A Christian woman if everybody knew
your secret thoughts and feelings and everything you do?
You said you'd always be there during good and bad times
But you're nowhere to be found
You would just disappear when things got tough
You are truly unremorseful, heart less imperfect woman
Who attempt to justify sin and do not have Christ's Spirit in you at all
I'm sorry for the way you are!
It was some time ago I offered you my love
You took my heart , my mind , my body and soul and you ran with it
We built a union and we built a trust
So tell me how come your love is so unjust
What happened to our sparkle we saw in each other's eye
The smiles that made us feel hole
The depth of our love for one another
The two of us sharing the same soul
My love you have caused a confusion of love within this same body and soul
You hold the answers
You and you truly only know
Sad as it is this confusion of love no longer has a flow
It's like waves crashing hard upon the shore
Being washed up forever more
I've given and you have taken a piece of my soul
That I shall walk with and the memories that I have now have turned cold
Like an icicle on that cold winterly day
Reminiscing when our love was as hot like a piece of coal burning with fierce
Thinking the fire would never loose it's flame
You decided to toy with my heart and play your corruptive and imature games
causing our feelings to never be the same
I feel torn and it's all the confusion of love
I'm still seeking the man with purity and my vision of a white dove
It was some time ago I offered you my love
You took my heart , my mind , my body and soul and you ran with it
You broke the union and trust
You chose to make this love so unjust
You removed the sparkle in my eyes and replaced it with a gloss of my shedder
tears
Those smiles have turned to a frown and this confusion of love is getting me
down and the emptiness of no longer being hole
We no longer reside in the same soul
Why I ask myself as I sit and ponder
My love you have caused a confusion of love within this same body and soul
You held the answers at one point
Now you and I truly only know
Take this pain out of my confused mind , body and soul
I rest my case and accept cupid's defeat
Confusion of love has blinded me and scared me and marked my soul
Confusion of love your time has come to let go
Having said that
for all of us, dear friends,
not left any other way at all
going to the worth life and prosperity
except turn to Crist
who just partly known for some of us as a prophet Isa
completely shadowed by Lenin, Marks and Muhammad.
All other way
as you clearly see
degraded, downgraded,
run out, vanishing
or dying in empty air,
dear brethren, close one and relates.
Believe me, please,
albeit I am not prophet and strong lieder,
I just tell you as honest man
who lived with you in country and region
that survived in short time several revolutions
and innumerous plots, famines, calamities, civil wars
and others fatal experiments
under the ruling of our brainless governors and corruptive, cursed advisers.
I am just not want left you
you children and grandchildren
for another decades and tragic long circle
of multiplying and growing
disasters, slandering and gloomy perspectives
with Ortodocs Russian churches
and Russian neoimperializm
or with Islamic fanatics
or Chinese market communism,
flourishing and looks promising now,
even the West Catholicism and Protestantism
and Anglican church
do not preferable and helpfull now,
the same a free market economy and ideology
on the base of US modern democracy
with giant corporations of greedy richest person
leading world from one crisis to another
cannot been worshiped by us,
even the best example of Swiss, Denmark, Singapore
and other small prosperity countries
could not inspire and attract us anymore.
Only turning to eternal Truth and values
and keeping the highest moral Code,
precepts and commandments
prescribed for us and every one
by the holy olders from Bible -
love to neighbor and love to God
and Crist,s readiness for sacrifice our private life
for others benefits
would help us find out and see
the far light in the channel of darkness -
only way going our nation and country
toward save and prosperity
and God’s blessing status and standarts.
Explosions rock the boat;
Ocean gushes inside.
The battered stern won't float,
All controls lock their slide.
Listing fifteen degrees,
The lifeboats fail to launch.
Swift decent lugs a squeeze
Impossible to staunch.
After mounting seconds
The vessel starts to slow,
While the stark deep beckons
To swallow them below.
Schweiger spies the turmoil
From aboard U-20.
Acts of rage shall embroil.
Outcomes destroy plenty.
Along the starboard side,
Crewmen sadly lose grip.
Force and terror collide--
Rag dolls plummet and flip.
The Merseyside Bowler,
Captain Bill Turner stays
As the helm controller
Until the sea betrays.
He scoops the chart and log
Before tossed by the wave
To splash down in the fog
As deck chairs bob to save.
Eighteen minutes stalk down
As the queen disappears,
This vessel of the crown
Sheds life essence like tears.
Of the forty-eight rafts,
Only six salvage lives.
Few are plucked from the craft,
Rescued before the dive.
Bodies scramble for life
As the rouge flotsam floats.
Survivors torn by strife
Wait for swift rescue boats.
The massive toll of grief
Demands a quick response.
Liars sell disbelief,
More soldiers to ensconce.
Freedom dies from deceit
Since justice needs to thrive.
Heroes wail in defeat
When covert acts contrive.
So Schweiger falls denounced
For his sinister role.
Yet U-boats do fall trounced
By the British patrol.
Bounties Cunard offers
To captains ramming foes
Offer tempting coffers
For quelling danger woes.
Poor Lusitania!
Dashed by corruptive lies.
Megalomania,
Shielding truth in disguise.
The sleeping giant stirs
Due to brutal accounts,
Sparking violent slurs
With omissive recounts.
Woodrow Wilson blusters
At the German attack
While the bankers muster
To break our nation’s back.
Indignant elites rule
Behind grim deception.
Lessons untaught in school
Show wicked inception.
Technological Breakdown.
.
Has Hi-tech technology
Now gone too far
That we seem lost without
In this hedonistic instant gratification
Obsessed days
.
Or were we better without it yesterday
When life was simpler and less complicated
In so many different ways
.
Of course it has made life easier
And communication better still
But I think it's gone too far
We are moving too fast
In a speeding burning car
Without a brake
.
For the good souls it’s a useful tool
But for the evil one’s
A Devils playground
With souls to take
Leaving devastation
Within it’s corruptive wake
.
Where is the joy today?
For the evil and greedy have taken it away
With ads that invade your home
All the time on social media
And now on your phone
.
The latest must-haves
Up for grabs
Telling you it’s the most current desirable thing
They just don’t want to take your money
But sell your soul and even take your skin
.
I used to love to watch old movies
That I enjoyed as a kid on TV
but now they have taken them away
And now charge you a fee
.
Too much choice too much hype
The net gets darker
With so much trolling and so much vice
But serious sin comes with a price
.
Ads that bring pain and sorrow
Invest in a will or funeral plan now
Never mind tomorrow
Brainwashing by marketeers
And greedy investors
Who hound you into submission
Vultures who pick at your bones and pester
.
Endless logins and security
Take the joy
Out of everything for me
.
Bulling extortion and scamming
Viruses and jamming
The dark web
And evil sceaming and planning
.
The high cost of technology
Doesn’t just come
From the latest labeled must-have phone
But the one’s we use every day
That intrude our lives
And our home
.
G5 and too many microwaves
May take us to our early graves
Technology has gone way too far
And soon will have its day.
.
‘’We are just too reliant’’.
,
Peter Dome©2020.
The cadence of the knell on the wind Lord
Has folk peering from windows and doors
A reminder of fickle mortality
Peals forlornly, for whom the bell tolls
The screams of the Angels, are deafening
Those with the conscience to hear
Dark Winter, cuts colder than ice
Unfolding, the fear of all fears
Media controlled information
Has us fighting brother to brother
As the puppeteers pull on our heartstrings
An Orwellian surrogate mother
Totalitarian terror prevails
An Agenda to meet, time is flying
Denver Airports Time-capsule, historic
Egomaniacs prayers to the dying
Positions of power are key
Those appointed are elitely chosen
Merchants of Venice they’d shame
Like iniquitous embryos, frozen
World Health Organization, instruction
To quell conscientious objectors
Mouth the words of the purse-handlers credo
The beneficiaries, monied investors
The greatest good for the greatest of numbers
Bantham cries, from the crest of his pew
Utilitarian logic prevails
Though, decisions are made by the few
Get in line, live your days in your cells
As we gather the troops to protect you
Martial Law looms, incessantly closer
For your safety we’ll need to inject you
The corruptive, are those with the power
Wielding deaths sword, resolutely
Political towers of Babel
Where power corrupts absolutely
In a World of pandemic paranhoia
The essential works, deemed to be crucial
Are the implementation of towers
Beaming Signals of Sorrow, so brutal
A virus is only a name, you see
It was never a death causal factor
Electromagnetic technology
Is the key to the virul reactor
Big Brothers got one million eyes
And a chip, for to go where e’er you go
No crock of gold’s waiting out there
Hid beneath, ‘An Invisible Rainbow’
I wanted to explain how set up our Universe with its precise tuned laws and constants which created, according String Theory, through dancing tinniest sparticles. Its seems to me that Democracy values have also such strong and universal effect for our entire life. So we must very good "play and dance" with them for creating prosperious family, friendship and eventually state.
Please, dance
with the democratic values
as often as possible,
play with them,
imitate and love
the countries with staunch and stable democratic institutions,
stick tightly to them,
entreating them to be with you or even cry out
if democracy don’t undestand you,
be strong and mersiles with any attempt and trend
toward dictatorship and violence
but be limitless merciful and careful with the democracy,
which often acted against herself,
if you want establish the real safety
and prosperity for your country and children
you must deeply respect and love this strange woman.
Don’t believe for any other sort and kind of ideologies and state structure,
especially elude religious believers and claims and so called
founder of sovereign models of democracy,
which only camouflaged the most hideous and atrocious intend and content
of corruptive comrades, terrorists and bandits and maniacks.
Play with crystal-clear and marvelously pure and fresh
water of democracy
constantly reviving and refreshing
milk of honesty, justice and peace and prosperity.
Play with marvelous sparticles
going as deep as possible
to that misterious game in family,
in love, in police
in local level
and in entire community and worldwide,
universe itself has born and grown with her dance and sparklings.
A NATION IN CRISIS…FALLING APART
It has been said that America
is an experiment in democracy.
If that is so—and it seems to be—
this country is in deep septic trouble.
Today, the mad dog political moniker
can no longer be looked upon as a joke;
for America, in its political experiment
in democracy, has truly gone made and
is now falling apart from its rabid agents
of abject bigotry, hate, and racism.
It appears that the pre-experimental exercise
of attempting to make slaver as common
as shackling pets today, has forced
modern-day mad dog political power mongers
to readjust their corruptive variables
to ensure desired collateral damage outcomes.
Indeed, the demonizing of the innocent
to rationalize ethnic-based murder,
has become a Hitler-like tactic
that has proven its “negative-good” desire
that has arisen from this Frankenstein-styled
political experimentation—sick exploitation.
Though most of the rabid “hit men” of the racist
power-mongers are dead, others and their backers,
due to the allowed irregularities of justice, will and do,
remain alive to pontificate their demeaning rhetoric
of coded domestic terrorism, painfully canvassing
a bloody mosaic of a grieving nation in a bloody crisis.
How long America…how long shall it be…before
this nation becomes inoculated against the viral infection
of apathy that seems to have taken on a rabid smallpox-like
endurance, that continues to mesmerize us to simply watching
the newsy dramatization of the falling apart of a nation in crisis?
Pray tell—God’s will done—the answer will be…not long!
Wake up, people! This is no damn nightmare; it’s today’s reality.
Circus XX 2
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Welcome one all,
I picked up a straight jacket just for you
climb into my wild world of corruption
challenge my diverse spotted intellect.
Come on in.
have a seat on my spiked throne
feel the satisfaction of its pleasurable foreplay
it will tickle your hidden treasures
Stay a while...
let me play with you...
in my psychotic playground of doom
I shall light the fire in your fancy
Trapped...
not yet...
you're just in a box of illusions
let it swallow your senses
A dream...
hardly lover...
I have only ignited a fire long put out
and secured an insecure spot in your being
Taste me,
all my unholy of holies
and gulp for air as you overindulge in my sweetness
your curiosity amuses me
Let us not quarrel over confusions,
enjoy the sinful red tape routines
the act of balance is quite a trip
will you be self-righteous?
Dip me in marigold colored swirls,
this is your fantasy arena
where marshmallows are the pillows
on your slow floating boat to the milky way.
but somewhere..oh somewhere
you are lost in the morbid abyss
and I caught you like a spiders web
won't you folly in my decadence a little longer.
Enjoy the sting of my corruptive force,
we shall indulge together in forbidden play
let me lace up my corset
I will pay your flesh with my whip.
Dream on the keeper of the Stars,
we are nightmare pleasure seekers
awaiting our harmonious O's
as we slither bare upon your folds.
Banish us NO LONGER>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
7/15/15
Jessica Thompson