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Profits push political power,
As they gather to make plans.
Like witches in their covens each hour,
The power of black masses spans.
Increases industries interest, no Wall Street crashes,
Evil leaders plot devastations
Wizards cause frightening fire flashes,
War has struck all nations.
That of outrageous oblivion, they led.
Soldiers sacrificed so senseless.
Dutiful dying, deluded dead.
Sent them into war defenseless
Observed obscene onslaught,
The war pigs fail to surrender
Home in safe cozy houses they retort,
Get reports of ashes ascend to ember.
Soul’s senses smoldering, frustrated fiery feeling.
Anger at all atrocities, fire following fast.
Splinters spear so silently, no chance of healing.
How long will it last?
Do they think it's a game? War pigs started this war,
Remnants of where scared soldier's bodies lay.
Do we know the horrors they saw?
Soldiers, like brainwashed pawns didn't really want to play.
Is it to extend borders?
Day of reckoning will come to the pigs in charge.
Onward obeying orders.
Dutiful soldiers, their pride is large.
No contrition to comfort them.
The pigs on knees begging mercy for their sins, .
Verdict, Condemn!
The devil finds it amusing, when their pleading begins.
To see these cowards squirm
No reports of their punishment were ever in store.
When the time comes, but it will be firm.
War pigs, please tell me what is it we are fighting for?
I know my capabilities
But, you won't get it like that.
I know how I love
But, I can't love you like that.
You're just a dog
Trying to catch the cat.
I'll blow back your braids.
hand you your hat.
Beat you down with a bat.
F*** that!!
Knick, knack, patty wack.
Your loss,
Gotta pay the cost
to be the boss.
read between the lines,
dental floss.
You're tossed,
in the trash.
never needed your dusty ass.
Plus you wasn't dropping the cash
When the rents due.
Nigga f*** you.
F***ing up my face,
Scars on my heart.
Was blind from the start.
Walking around, head down.
Stuck in Demonic love
I was bound.
True Tee,
no, F****** around.
Hands hitting me.
shattering all personality.
My Reality.
Normally, never weak.
But, this nigga had a hold on me.
I had to let him go.
A CAPITAL, T.K.O.
Hell no.
You're no King.
"That's for sho"!
Tears singing.
"Soprano".
Should have left your ass.
A long time ago.
Washed up from the shore.
you, and those dirty whores.
Loving you is a battle.
"WAR"!!
Can't take it no more.
Got my finger on the Barrow.
Time to close the door.
Hurt me, to the core.
"That's not what I stand for".
Sent me through hell
and back again.
Hell and back again.
God, never left.
Always, my friend.
"While you're tryna pretend".
First aid kit,
ain't getting it.
Me and cowards don't mix.
Carryijg the shadow of a broken spirit.
My Father's, my witness.
You gone get the business.
What comes around, goes around.
"Quickness"!!
I'm just too damn good for this!!
On my bad side!!
" list".
Time for the album drop!!
Closed fist.
I don't need this !!
Called the quits...??
Written By: D. Collins 11/19/18
I find nothing more coward than a loud mouth one.
That includes Donald Trump and all his coward sons.
I am certain McRaven is more action than words.
While he was on the ground, you fought bone spurs.
There’s no one more thorough than a military Vet.
They got their hands dirty; not their panties wet.
They leave their daughters behind to fight foreign wars.
Yet, your only mission is to try and get with yours.
You say things as if our service was nothing.
But, your whole family are the cowards caught running.
OOH-RAH and Airborne are things you know nothing about.
My money’s on a Vet, so you should plug your mouth.
Lyrical post, written to the tune of Don McClean's 'Vincent.' (aka 'Starry, Starry Night)
Horrid, Horrid night
Trick or Treating filled with dread
Fending off the living dead
Chased by monsters out to steal my soul
Shadows on the street
A haunting ghost that has no feet
I hear the sound of my heartbeat
Someplace to hide was the task at hand
Now I understand
What you want to do to me
That's why I'm struggling for my sanity
Please don't eat me! I have to flee!
He cannot hear because he has no ears
That multiplies my fears
Horrid, Horrid night
Vampire bats and flying witches
Frankenstein's bloody stitches
Zombies, ghouls and spells cast with voodoo
Oh, what should I do?
Surrounded by all these freaks
Black cats screech and goblin shrieks
This creepy holiday should be banned
Now I understand
what they want to do to me
That's why I'm struggling for my sanity
"Go away! You're all so beastly!"
But they would not listen. Still on the prowl
I hear a werewolf howl.
Full moon is in eclipse
I cry with trembling lips
It seems no hope is left in sight
On this horrid, horrid night
I ran for my life, as cowards always do
Escape was what I had in mind
Halloween isn't meant for me
On a witch's broom I flew
Horrid, horrid night
When wicked ones have convened
Evil demons and the fiend
Whose diabolic eyes I can't forget
It was a night filled with regret
cast in the fiery depths of hell
Had I been bewitched by a spell
and left to die in the devil's pit below
Now I think I know
What they tried to say to me
And why I struggled for my sanity
Why they finally set me free
Clock chimes at midnight, were striking on the hour
Expelled was their power
Does anyone really believe that the
outcome of an election hinges on a debate?
Are not the lines of beliefs drawn sufficient
enough to enable everyone to be completely awake?
If there are any, where are the grey areas?
If there are any, where are the barriers?
Are not the plans and visions of the future
already well established b9 Iy each party?
Is it not the time for the vote of the majority?
Is it not time to walk the walk and lessen the talk?
Should not our lives and our future be guided by principles and
Not by whimsical pole numbers, mere words, and social media?
Is it not time for cowards and kittens to either
remain hidden, or enter the prayer closets and
come out boldly, roaring like lions and tigers?
Is it not time ...?
The Coward
Do I see what I think I see
A world gone mad
Terrorized by cowards
Who know nothing more than murder
They are not smart enough to talk
To voice what they want
They hide
Killing women and children
Kidnapping those who no not believe in their god
Killing them by the dozen
I cannot believe what I see
With all of that
The leader of a major country
Afraid to defend the innocents
He uses words to hide the truth
So his people will not panic
So his people will not want to fight
Let him hide in his stone castle
Let him whimper
Smaller countries will defend the people
They will fight the fight
Their man and women will die
Still they will save lives
While a man elected to lead the world cowers
Chelsea FC Takes Abramovich's Fall
Europe is responsible for the war,
not CFC...who is taking the fall.
US played the devil's advocate de facto,
Putin turn deaf hears, no word from NATO.
Perpetual and cruel hatred longering,
UK government shy from stopping the warmongering
Saudi government from owning Newcastle.
CFC sanctioned at the slightest chance without hassle
and employees suffer another man's sanctions.
Who's responsible for these calamitous situations?
Who's coming after Putin in this debacle we all see?
Cowards will rather attack the fatherless CFC
Double-standard and sheer hypocrisy
Only highlights United Kingdoms' enemity.
Innocent staffs can't fathom the enormity
of the sanctions backed by stern actions,
melted daily by the government organizations
No one to save the innocent Chelsea,
Not Bates, not Roman, not the NHS nor Halsey
abandoned by father Roman who is on the run,
forcing the father to disown his own son,
leaving the Blues feeling blue,
and looking a shadow of themselves like a lone fool.
Europe is responsible for the war, not CFC.
Hope this is all father justice sees.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright©16th March, 2022.
Broken Society
I identify as a spiritual entity an unknown identity blending into the background of a backwards society.
I am a universal being lurking in the shadows I am often heard yet never seen.
You will never see inside of me
The noose is tightening around my neck I am struggling to breathe.
When was this world taken over by a bunch of
corrupt, cowards, criminals, traitors, liars and thieves
We all live inside a fabricated existence weaved inside a web full of lies
How can 1 truely live.
If 1 believes he can never die
The stars across my sky’s have being etched into my eyes
I have lived 1000 lives
I have died 1000 times.
I am a universal soldier
I am the enforcer.
Society is nothing more than a heard of sheep being led to slaughter.
The monsters of the deep hidden in the depths of the holly waters.
I have an no tolerance for
Ignorance, Arrogance negligence, violence or incompetence.
Vampires drinking the blood of the innocent out of the holly grail
We are a freight about to derail
We are all products of a system that was built to fail.
Written by
Adrian Bogdal 28/9/2025
On july 21'st 1942, seventy seven ANZAC
militia, had a breath taking view.' Imperial
Jappanese forces fourteen thousand strong..Moved upon Kokoda they moved
Back let them take the village, yet soon the
Test would be on.! They fanned out in the
Jungle; each side of that thin trail, the first Firefight was soon joined, and forty enemies died all entailed, six Aussies out of
Action, now only 71 guns full strength, they had
Decided their tactics, exact a toll for each
pace lent...Every foot of this track.'
Every inch would cost real dear.' They intended to drive into the Jappanese forces, pangs of caution and
fear, after a week the advace was at a
crawl, Jappanese deaths now in
Hundreds.' And the Aussies began recieving calls..Douglas MacArthur exclaimed and complained.' They were cowards going backwards.' They should be immovable on that bloody trail, he railed.' They were having none of it..By now the Jappanese were
Much slower moving , both sides had
Dysentry and maleria and skin ulcers..
And old MacArther he still
Railed..Third week and two hundred
ANZACS reinforced the gallant few, their
Punishment escalated the Jappanese still
Trying to push through.' By the twenty forth
Of September they were 450 men strong
So they began ' counter attacking' hitting
out strong.' We all know the story they
drove on to the sea..Smashing the enemy
Who were now on their knees.' Old Doug
MacArther..Here I give him his dues addmited his under-estimation.' The ANZACS did know what to do.' He hailed
Them as fearless ( for their time best in the
World ) and soon we will see Australia day
All credit.' And honour my praises i hurl.'
At
To the feet of the 77..And those who
joined the fray
In who kept freedoms light burning,
and their country itself un-dimmed those days,
It could have been disaster.' Upon that tough dirt trail, but the ANZACS endured their country
They never failed..So stand up Australia on
The twenty sixth to celebrate the spirit that
Thats uniqely in your mix.' Play march and
Celebrate..Under the clear blue skies..its
All to do.' C'mon and see your great
country through.
In peacefull celebrations flood the streets
And parks and beaches, too this a time ( that belongs to you' )
The media are so desperately trying to gaslight you that the shooter is a right wing extremist who thought Charlie Kirk wasn’t “far right” enough. Because the cowardly assassin was raised in a Republican home with conservative parents who support the 2nd Amendment they want you believe this was MAGA killing their own.
What the fake news media omit is the killer is a troubled young man in a relationship with a trans man who was radicalised to hate Christian conservatives like Kirk. Well, Charlie Kirk didn’t hate trans people or anybody else. I see all the haters and cowards on this website and on social media trying to defend the indefensible. The only place I’ve seen that level of delusion and derangement is in a cult.
Charlie Kirk would probably have been President one day, but much more than that, he would have been a great father and leader and force for good. You killed the man but his legacy will be felt for a very long time.
Not one building has been set on fire, not one store looted, not one riot, and not one person murdered in the aftermath. Compare that to George Floyd. That’s the difference between us and them. And they call MAGA white supremacists and claim they are the biggest threat to America. Open your eyes.